Chapter 25

Winter’s worst had already passed, and early spring was settling in, but Seogok sat so far north that the air still bit hard. Monan walked a step ahead without a word, taking the wind straight on. Guwon followed behind him, his gaze fixed on the shoulder of the man who stood nearly his own height. He didn’t try to catch up. A quiet, shadowed Monan was too unfamiliar. After hesitating for a while, Guwon finally spoke, uncertain. “The death anniversary is coming up… isn’t it?”