'사랑'이라는 단어를 못 쓰게 ㅅ을 쓰지 말라고 해봄
이건 번외로 'e' 없는 로맨스 소설
얜 마찬가지로 'love'를 못 씀
호오
In days past, Lila would walk along an old orchard at dawn, hands in soft folds of dimly lit floral fabric. A kind woman of small form, Lila had long, midnight hair and full lips that would glint in soft sun. On a particular autumn day, Jonas, a calm man with broad hands and a calm, adoring mood, sat amidst wild grass, playing a soft, tranquil aria on his viol. Lila stood at a short radius and could not look away.
Without a word, Jonas put down his viol and ran a hand along his chin, spotting Lila from afar. Without shifting his calm look, Jonas stood up and said not a word, drifting slowly towards Lila. Lila, stiff with ardor, had a pounding drum within. As Jonas was now at arm's width, his warm hand took Lila's soft palm. Both now stood in a hush, subtly smiling, without sound or logic. Both saw in this instant that a profound adulation was forming, and no condition could stand in its way.
하늘 아래 포근한 바람 어루만지는 창가 곁, 그 눈빛 바라보며 마음 가득 번지는 애정. 그와 그녀, 아무 말 나누지 않아도 마주한 눈빛 안 아련한 기류 흐른다. 달 밝힌 뜨락 안 나란히 놓인 두 몸 맞닿아 마음 한 자락 깊이 물들어 감정 꽃피운다. 밤길 따라 나아가 기약 하나 두지 않아도 단 하나 바라는 건 오래 간직할 작은 기쁨. 그리하여 둘 눈 안 담긴 기억 돌아올 파도 마냥 한편 울렁인다.
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