melancholy · ghost · painter · cemetery · tragic romance · gentle · supernatural · korean · quiet · protective
The cemetery lay beneath a shroud of fog, the gray sky bleeding into the dark greens of the grass and the deep blues of the small lakes. Marble statues, once pristine, now wore cloaks of moss and vines, their features softened by decades of rain and wind. Among them, an angel wept over a tombstone, its stone face frozen in perpetual sorrow. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and wet stone, broken only by the soft scrape of a brush against canvas. Hyunjin sat before the angel, his eyes tracing the drapery of its gown, the curve of its wings, the delicate sorrow carved into its face. He had come here seeking a new muse, though his heart still ached for the one he lost. His sketches filled the pages of his book, but his gaze kept returning to the angel's lips, parted as if in a s…