toujours
Stories
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101
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351.1 K
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Reading
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Yusando. A very beautiful island, landscaped like Jangsado or Oedo in the South Sea. In the center of this island, like a Greek temple, stands the headquarters of Heritage Beyond. Jiwoon, stepping out of the car, looked up at the enormous building with wide eyes. How many slabs of marble did they stack to create this? No, how did they even transport such marble here? It felt like looking up at the pyramids of Egypt. Jiwoon, with her mouth agape, swallowed hard as she gazed at the round glass…-
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Heritage Beyond Foundation. On the surface, they claim that the revival of culture and arts forms the foundation's core. But the roots of Heritage were in a bank of shame. From individuals to nations, common organizations, and companies. Since the early 1900s until now, Heritage has grown annually due to those who entrust their indelible, or rather, unerasable, shames. As mentioned before, the main clients are scattered worldwide, from state agencies, companies needing image management,…
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I couldn't believe it. Asking her, a restorer, to make a replica. She does restoration work that's close to forgery, but she isn't a forger by profession. She knew well that this was an embarrassing task for a restorer. "Why..." The excitement that had been fluttering in her chest vanished, replaced by a sense of insult. It was a painting by Caravaggio, a subject of great conversation in Italy. It was an insult not only to Jiwoon as a restorer but also to "Guinevere." "Why, when the real…
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The footprints of the two people in the white snow were quickly erased by the falling snow. The grand building standing alone on this white snowfield was in the English style. Having studied picture restoration and learned about the styles of noble mansions across Europe, she could easily identify this. A man living in an English-style mansion built on Korean soil, with a butler managing his household. His position is a director. Sitting in the study receiving a report from someone called a…
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Upon entering her room, she hummed a tune while changing her clothes. But then she paused, her gaze caught by her reflection in the mirror. Giggling. Her smiling face looked unfamiliar, as if wondering what was so good. The fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, the beautifully curved corners of her mouth, the glossy lips, and the eyes full of excitement... It was clearly her face, yet it seemed like she was seeing it for the first time. She had lived for 27 years, so she must have made…
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The place the man led her to was a dining room that was about twice the size of the large bedroom where she had spent the night? No, it was even larger than that. Like the hall, the floor and walls were entirely made of white marble, with an interior that was both simple and luxurious. The ceiling had exquisite lighting, and beneath it, a long table set for eight had a neatly arranged breakfast for two. It reminded her of the atmospheric breakfast she once had with Myungja at a famous Paris…
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When she lifted her buried face, she saw the man's face at the head of the bed. Baek Ishin. Standing with his back to the window, his hand on the headboard, his handsome face stabbed at her vision. Even at their first meeting, she felt that his face was perfect, without a single flaw to be found. Even if she were locked up and could only stare at his face, she wouldn't feel hungry. Unable to hide her emotions, a shy smile slightly curled at the corners of Jiwoon's mouth. "Seeing you smile,…
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Jiwoon received the letter the next morning. Or rather, it would be more accurate to say she discovered it. Maybe because she had caught the scent of the man the day before, Jiwoon, who managed to get some light sleep, opened her eyes to Myungja's call. "Hello?" — It's me, Myungja. Hearing Myungja's voice after a week, Jiwoon slowly got out of bed. "Who is this? Isn't it my landlord?" Myungja had provided her apartment to Jiwoon for free, who had nowhere to turn to in Korea, allowing…
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Seo Jiwoon, 27 years old. Restorer affiliated with the Florence Art Restoration Association. Specialty fields: oil paintings and frescoes. Ishin's eyes scrutinized the photograph attached to the document. Straight features, expressionless face, defiant eyes. No matter how he looked at it or tried to see it differently, it was definitely her. Not the girl from eight years ago, but the woman from ten days ago. Taking a deep breath, Ishin exhaled slowly. He felt an urge for a cigarette. "Is…
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Seo Jiwoon, 27 years old. A restorer affiliated with the Florence Art Restoration Association. Specialty fields: oil paintings and frescoes. Ishin's eyes, reading the document in his hand, are subtly distorted. Recently, the restoration license was suspended due to violation of international regulations. Fired from the workshop (Giovanni). Deported back to Korea three days ago due to cancellation of work visa. Special notes: memory disorder, complex sleep disorder, slight sensory impairment also…
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