Definitely, We

*Please be advised that this work is a fictional world featuring a fictional religion, as well as fictional events, locations, and names. Up ahead, Yeo-un was sitting on a wide, long rock, her long hair cascading down. Flustered, San-ha instinctively turned away as if fleeing. In that moment, Yeo-un's hair fluttered in a silver haze. San-ha, in the middle of turning, froze in place. “Rajin!” “Hmm?” Sometimes, the world created scenes that one had never even dreamed of. That was another facet of life learned by San-ha, who had endured as a human for over a thousand years. And right now, a picture was unfolding that San-ha had never dared to dream of. “Did you call me?” Yeo-un turned ...