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# Chapter 237: The Light of a Name
Eun-seo felt the weight of Kang Tae-oh’s name, though its meaning eluded her. Her heart warmed like the mudflats of Ganghwado bathed in morning sunlight. The air in the workshop vibrated with something indefinable. Her fingers traced the characters of his name written on paper, and the texture beneath her touch—the very shape of those letters—only deepened her resolve.
She left the workshop and walked toward the river. The sound of flowing water, the cool breath of the embankment, the wingbeats of birds in flight—all of it overwhelmed her. His name carried a weight that pressed against her chest like the river’s current against stone. Each sound quickened her heartbeat.
She wanted to know everything about him. To understand his name was to understand his very soul.
By the riverbank, they sat together. The water sang. The birds sang. And still, her mind circled back to his name—to the mystery it held. If she could only understand it, she thought, she might unlock his past, his present, his future all at once.
His hand touched hers. The warmth of his skin, the weight of his name—it all became one, pressing deeper into her heart. Her fingers found the cool stones beneath them, and the sound of the river tightened around her like an embrace.
Everything within her had narrowed to a single point: the desire to know his name. To know him. Her chest rose and fell like the first spring rain on tender leaves, soft and trembling with need.
The river’s voice and the birds’ songs grew stronger, bolder. She wanted to know all of him—past, present, future crystallized in the syllables of his name. The water’s rhythm matched her heartbeat now, wave after wave, and her heart shone like a star in a winter’s first snow.
She wanted to know his name. She wanted to know his soul.
If she could only know his name, everything would make sense. The weight of it, the light of it—all of it would become clear.
The river flowed. The birds flew. And Eun-seo’s heart beat on, burning bright with the desperate, aching need to understand Kang Tae-oh—to know him completely, to possess not just his name, but the infinite mystery it represented.