2026/03/131 아이야, 이제 너는 외롭지 않다. In early spring, when the air of night and day crosses in crystal silence, a small rider rises from the deep sleep of Geumnyeong Tomb, drawing his horse’s reins toward a window where sunlight lingers.To guard the cooling hands of a young prince who faded earlier than the cold of spring, an unnamed artisan once shaped clay with care. Through patient shrinkage, through the fire of a thousand degre.. 2026. 3. 13. 이전 1 다음
