Hongjoong knew the moment he awoke; he that knew today was the day. His twenty four hours. °°° The body which had been his for over twenty five years suddenly seemed peculiar to use. Memories suffused his mind, memories he thought had been long lost. As - in his memories - he passed through the waters of birth, ocean waves brushed over his feet. He pushed forward against the sea, taking step after step farther into the ocean's current. He allowed himself to be still, to stop fighting, and he saw that man below the waves with him. Quiet. Everything was so quiet.
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