Dunya, ne binlerce yil yasamis olan tanrilari, nede 20 lerinde olmus genc savascilari memnun edemiyor. Dunya, dunyaligini yapiyor. Hic kimseyi, memnun etmiyor.
Circe ye buyuk bir heycanla baslamadim, okulda islediğimizde zaten sadece ustun koru ve normal bir buyucu olarak anlatilmisti bize, sadece oddisseus a olumsuzlugu teklif eden bir buyucu.
Circe kotu biri olmaya zorlandi.
Ben, KirkeMadeline Miller · İthaki Yayınları · 202444,2bin okunma
The clock tower was on the verge of completion. The boisterous laughter of the party members could be heard. Gong Pildu was dissecting something like a machine gun while Han Myungoh was testing a new prosthetic leg.
Without knowing why, Jung Heewon felt overwhelmed. In any case, the party was all gathered now. They would soon return to Earth and go through the hellish scenarios again. Even so, Jung Heewon was afraid.
Jung Heewon watched the sunset from the clock tower and recalled the words she heard in the Theatre Dungeon.
–I wish to see the novel's epilogue.
At the time, the Kim Dokja who said these words seemed very lonely.
She didn't know what he meant at the time but now she felt like she knew a bit. Now one thing was clear.
When the 'epilogue' came, Kim Dokja wouldn't be alone.