wonwoo and DOYOUNG.....how does it feel to have the largest brain in the world. every sentence adds so much weight to the atmosphere like i genuinely love every single line of this it's so so vivid.
“Was I supposed to grant you three wishes?” his god asks one day, bound to his chair, a modern bronze jar. It is still easy to trap a god. He leans in closer, like he’s telling a secret. “Even divine power cannot help you. You’re never going to be a writer.” / His god is carved in the likeliness of one of his college classmates. His god’s face graces best-selling lists and book jackets. YELLING. thank you so much for writing this!!!
Re: there is no aging. there is only changing.
“Was I supposed to grant you three wishes?” his god asks one day, bound to his chair, a modern bronze jar. It is still easy to trap a god. He leans in closer, like he’s telling a secret. “Even divine power cannot help you. You’re never going to be a writer.” / His god is carved in the likeliness of one of his college classmates. His god’s face graces best-selling lists and book jackets. YELLING. thank you so much for writing this!!!