Chapter 37: Power of Communication (3)
He wouldn't be able to see me, but the giant was looking straight in my direction. The giant's face was clearly visible as if through a telescope.
Light brown skin and darker brown hair, hawk-sharp purple eyes under a hard-looking forehead, a tall hooked nose and coldly thin lips, a face neither Asian nor Western stared at me quietly.
Can I see you? I stood there, unable to breathe, my heart pounding with pain as if pierced by an awl.
His piercing purple eyes moved slowly and scanned the hall. The giant tilted his head to the side and looked once more at where I was standing. He raised his hand, revealing a ringed finger inside his wide sleeve and a thick wrist clad in a bracelet. He suddenly spread his hand lightly towards where I was standing.
I instinctively put my hands up to cover my head and sat down. A suffocating craze swept through me. The burning pain and the heat rushing into the airways, I screamed and groaned silently.
After barely getting through the pain, feeling the touch of the hard stone floor on my face, he raised his eyes to look at the giant, and he tilted his head once more and brushed his hands. And he turned his back and walked out of the hall.
I barely exhaled the choked breath. He doesn't seem to see or hear me. I thought my whole body had been burned, but it seemed that my body was in good shape.
The marble floor was still radiating heat beneath me. If my body was a real body, it would have been lying on the floor as a lump of meat ripened by the giant's craze by now.
If there is no substance, it would be good if there was no pain, but why are the senses alive? It is full of things that are difficult to understand. I fell to the floor, waiting to wake up from my dream.
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Baek-ho was sitting on the desk and licking my cheek. you're back
“Okay now, thank you.”
I got up, stroking Baek-ho with one hand. I checked that there was no message on the monitor and headed to the bathroom. I wanted to take a shower because my body felt hot, perhaps because of the sensation of the craze that I experienced in my dream.
As I was about to take off my clothes, I looked down at the back of my hand in surprise. There were a few blisters on the back of his reddish hand.
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“Are you hurt anywhere else?”
My sister applied the medicine to the back of my hand and asked worriedly.
“Yeah, just the back of my hand and a little on the outside of my wrist.”
“The burn is not severe, so it should heal in two or three days, but it is unusual that what you experienced in your dream affected your body in reality. So far, I haven't been too worried because it's just like listening to your dreams."
“I was very surprised too. This is the first time this has happened.”
“You can’t go back and forth as you wish, and you shouldn’t get caught up in dangerous things.”
Even the older sister, who was always positive, seemed worried a lot this time.
“But it seems that conversation is now possible there, so I’ll ask the next time I go. Don't worry too much, sister, if you think it's really dangerous, you can't go there."
If you don't write, the passage won't open. Even so, the story of the Dragon and the Shinigami has almost come to an end, so I wondered what the passage to the other world would be like when this story was finished.
“Yeah, it seems that your consciousness has been to that world many times and the line between that world and reality has become blurred for you, anyway, be careful.”
"Yeah, I'll be careful, shall I go see the sunset while I'm at the hospital?"
Noeul-i was staying in the hospital room because the place of adoption had not yet appeared. Since he is blind, unlike the sky, he cannot keep releasing new animals and their guardians into the waiting room.
I thought about keeping him at my house until the adoption site was decided, but considering my unstable condition and how sad Blue Dragon was after breaking up with Seri, I could not afford to adopt a new cat easily. My sister knows that, too, so she doesn't ask for a job.
“Mia~ Miaang”
Noeul cried with a cute voice as if calling my name, rubbed her cheek with the back of my hand, took her face off as if surprised, and carefully sniffed it. It seemed unfamiliar because the gauze that my sister had put on it touched my face.
In the hospital room next to Noeul-i, Rose cried as if she wanted to touch her too, so her sister opened the door and stroked her.
“Is Rose recovering well?”
“Yeah, you can be discharged now, but I had a bit of a problem with an animal protection organization that agreed to subsidize the cost of treatment, so I decided to stay for a few more days. Rose, there's no problem, but she … her guardian-sama is a little picky."
The attitude of the older sister to Rose's guardian was somewhat similar to Noeul's attitude toward him. Basically, she has a kind personality, is patient, and doesn't discriminate against anyone.
When I got home, Blue dragon, who was playing in the water, flew away.
“Child, water drops are splashing, didn’t you tell me to wash the water first?”
As Blue dragon grows in size, if you play in the water and walk around as it is, the water drops will splatter quite a bit. I laid a bath towel next to Blue Dragon's pool and made him wash himself once he got out of the water.
Blue dragon's hair is clearly taking the form of scales these days. I thought about it when I saw Cerulian in my dream, but it was different from the scales of reptiles we imagined. It is much softer and softer, and the surface is covered with a thin layer of down, so it looks soft when out of the water. Only the back and the upper part of the tail had scales, and from the face, chest and belly to the lower part of the tail, there were no scales, and it was covered with thick and smooth hair.
I pulled out a book and sat down on the sofa. Today, I was going to rest without writing and reading a book. It is a British mystery novel set in the Middle Ages.
While I was reading a few pages, Blue dragon came up to the seat next to me and pulled the hem of his robe.
“Pi-yah~”
"why?"
I looked down at Blue dragon's round eyes. I feel a sense of curiosity.
“Are you asking me to read it?”
I can't talk directly like Cerulean, so it's not accurate, but it seems like I'm asking you to read it, but those who read it can understand…
However, after I awakened to the power of communication, there were many times when Baek-ho and Blue Dragon seemed to understand me. Baek-ho was originally like that, though.
I opened the mystery novel and started to read it, but I put it down and went to the bookshelf and brought a storybook I had bought for my nieces and nephews. And I started reading aloud.
Blue Dragon was listening with his round head on my lap and blinking his eyes. Baek-ho crept closer to him and fell at his feet.
I don't know if I'm really listening or if I just like the sound of me reading a book, but it was clear that the two of them were enjoying themselves. The spring night deepens as I read a book, and the cat and the baby dragon lie down and listen.
As Blue dragon yawned, he curled his body and tucked his head into his wings.
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I haven't been able to write for a few days. The story of the Dragon and the Shinigami was almost finished, and there was a lot of stockpiled up so far, so even if I didn't use it for a while, there was no problem in working with Silver Books.
In fact, the reason I can't reach my laptop is because my last dream was too intense. He even suffered from scars on his body in reality, so he was afraid to come into contact with another world. The war of the world's soldiers was also quite a shock to me, who had never actually experienced such a thing, a battle between a giant and a dragon. In the meantime, I'm literally like a shrimp in a whale fight.
Still, I was afraid. I'm afraid I'll miss out on the information needed for Blue dragon because I'm not in contact with the other world.
Hojun and his group would come again to find Blue dragon, but I didn't know in what form it would come again this time. I went to check it once, so it may not come back to me, but I couldn't be relieved. When he sees Ho-Jun Lee trembling in front of the giant, he will use meat to find it somehow.
There may be something I should know for Blue dragon, but contact with another world felt like a double-edged sword to me.
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It was raining. The day our white tiger first picked up Blue dragon was also a foggy and rainy day. The night before, there was a heavy thunderstorm.
I looked back at Baek-ho sleeping on the sofa. How did Baek-ho know that he went out into the rain and picked up Blue dragon? It is a question that comes to mind from time to time over the past six months, and I have tried to hold onto Baek-ho, but it still remains a mystery because it cannot be found out even with the power of communication.
I mustered up the courage to open my laptop. This is a laptop that I open in a week. As I write today, there is no guarantee that I will be able to go to another world, but I began to write the last part of the story of the Dragon and the Grim Reaper, earnestly wishing that if I did, I would go to Cerulian's Cave, not the battlefield or the giant's castle.
The passage to another world did not open until the final period was struck. I saved the manuscript with both sad and fortunate feelings. I waited a long time with my laptop open, but I didn't feel sleepy. Can't you dream of going to another world now? Or should I write another article to open the aisle?
“Nyaa~”
When I heard the sound of Baek-ho crying, I turned around to see him standing by the window with his front legs crossed. It was raining, but I didn't close the window. The window sills and blinds must all be wet.
As soon as I went to the window and touched the already wet window, the lights in the house went out. Is it a blackout?
And in the next moment, I woke up lying in Cerulian's cave.
– Are you okay?
The blue dragon was still lying on the side of the fountain in an elegant posture today.
"Ah yes······."
I stood up and sat down with a sullen face, patting my clothes. When traveling to this different world, can’t you switch something to move me? I thought I was going to be electrocuted.
Cerulean laughed out loud as if she had noticed my thoughts.
– You’re a funny guy.
I don’t know when I will have to wake up again. I hurriedly asked what I was curious about.
“Me, my novel, which has been used as a passage to the world, is over today. Is there any way for me to come to this world or communicate with you in the future?”