Death from North Korea (2)
While walking uphill, escorted by Jisu, they were fascinated by the mountain scenery.
With white frost piling up, a light fog peeled away little by little as they moved forward.
Mountain peaks stretched to the left and right of the winding valley, and scattered clouds were hanging like curtains right under them.
Ooh ooh ooh
As the mountain breeze pulled the edge of the clouds vigorously and pulled the curtain off, a dark stone mountain gradually emerged. It was as if the head of a giant was looking down at Sungwoo's party.
"Well, don't you think a mountain god is living somewhere here?"
As the mountain terrains changed steeply, they began to look downward.
Then, the tough roots of centuries-old pine trees continued to spread like a river stream, and white rocks stuck through the greenery were connected like stairs.
Red flowers of unknown names were also blooming in clusters between the rocks.
"It certainly didn't seem like this from the beginning. It's rather alien."