A Modest Feast

Looking down from the flower carriage in the sky, a green sea stretched out below.

A green sea?

The landscape, an endless expanse where deep and pale shades of green blended together, was so spectacular that it was difficult to believe one's eyes.

Through that breathtaking landscape, a familiar village soon came into view.

“Dad, over there!”

Yul pointed at the village.

Yeo Un-hwi nodded.

“Yes. We've arrived.”

They had finally arrived at the place they had missed so dearly.

Swish, swish...