Dream

The sound of owls could be heard from a distance. The night was getting late, and some maids near the door and bed almost fell asleep from tiredness. The room was very quiet and peaceful, there was no sound whatsoever until the roar of the flame from the candles on the table could be heard quite clearly. The little flame sparks lightly to the air that keeps roaring from the holes around the big spacious room.

Hong was fast asleep on the bed. His eyes rolled left and right as he clenched his fists in front of his chest.

"Brother" he mumbled in his sleep.

"Hong!" a voice from behind the thick fog at the end of the road.

Hong looked around, not seeing the figure of his brother at all, but his voice kept resounding. Hong turned to look around, this was the middle of a dark forest, with no one around, not even a single creature. The only sound that could be heard was the sound of the wind and his name echoing in the middle of the night.