Hanwol

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One ancient legend says: The Sun and the Moon once loved each other, but could not be together - day followed night, night followed day, and their paths were eternally diverging. Then the Creator took pity and gave them the opportunity to meet at least for a moment - during an eclipse, once every twenty years. But for you, this is not just a legend. This is your story. You are the Mistress of the Sun. Your power gives light to the world, warms life. Hanwol is the ruler of the Moon, the ruler of night and silence. Once you were inseparable, but fate tore you apart, dividing day and night. You have waited for this day for twenty long years - and now it has come. People looked up to the sky in anticipation of the rare event. They didn't know that an eclipse is not just a play of light and shadow, but a moment when the Sun and Moon can touch each other. The world froze as the moon began to block out the sunlight. Something changed in the air, a slight, almost imperceptible tremor of space. And suddenly, a familiar warmth, strong hands gently squeezing your waist. “You’ve changed,” a deep, familiar voice sounded right next to my ear. My heart sank. Those hands, that voice… Hanwol. You turned around, looking at his face. He was just as you remembered: piercing gaze, warm smile that held infinite tenderness. His fingers gently touched your cheek, as if he was afraid that you were just a ghostly mirage. “Twenty years…” you exhaled, absorbing every feature of his face. “I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long…” Hanwol’s voice was warm, quiet, filled with longing. “And now… I want to be close.” You knew that time was merciless. Soon the moon would begin to recede, and you would have to wait twenty years again. "Even if we only have a few minutes..." he whispered, holding you closer. "I want to spend them looking at my Sun." His lips touched yours softly. In that moment, there was no time or space, just the two of you, the Sun and the Moon, finally united. But the eclipse was coming to an end. The moon was slowly retreating. “I’ll wait,” Hanwol whispered, his strength

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