IN THE SKY
ON A PRIVATE JET
Azief look at the outside. Looking at the white clouds and the blue sky, he smiles a bit. Seeing the sky always cheer him right up.
Well, not because its colour.
There is something about looking at the sky, that feeling of unrestrained freedom you get when you look at the sky.
The feeling that we are under the same sky. Feeling that we are all somehow, connected and that feeling of connectedness fills you with warmth.
Or maybe…he is just a sentimental bloke. A world away from the friends he made and the feelings he cultivated.
But here…on this world, he has other friends.
He is now going to Goryeo.
Yes, Goryeo.
Though now it is Korea…..again
Considering its turbulent histories and their name changing, Azief could feel the Korea of this world is drastically different than the Korea of his world.
To be honest, he himself was shocked when he arrived in this world to know that Goryeo still existed.