Interesting Story 소설 & 이야기

There was one solitary, big book on a low table between them. "The title of the tale is The Binding of Autumn," he began, his voice an entrancing whisper just in harmony with the shriek of the fire. “It's the tale of a harvest god who offers a mortal woman a choice: one night of absolute freedom for one year of unimaginable riches for her people." He didn't move as his eyes met hers. "The consent is the matter at hand. It must be freely bestowed, not coerced, and whispered three times into the skin of his throat." “Do you have any idea what sort of story you're going to be reading me tonight?”

Milla’s past would always be a question in his mind. Bibik Ina’s dementia allowed her only to retain memories of a fourteen-year-old Milla. After three years, Hart could only tell himself that she had been reborn, putting down his desire to find out how she had died. Perhaps it was like the police had said, just a robbery. Now that he had decided to move on with Myra, there was nothing more he could do but just cherish the present and future. He promptly released his mouth from hers, followed by his hands.