Hello everyone!
So, I still exist in a way, I just haven't felt very motivated to write and I'm not even sure this is any good, probably because I've been living with it for so long.
But I do know that if I keep it in a drawer for a while longer, it will simply never see the light of day.

So here it is!

Enjoy the prologue and then stick around to read the proper first chapter tomorrow.

Thanks to Sandy for her infinite patience.

Somewhere in Time

Prologue

The Unsent Letter

If I close my eyes, I can feel you near me, my shelter. Even now, I want you here; I wait for you.

Time slips between my fingers and can't seem to stop thinking of those years I kept you at arm's length, afraid to feel too much for you, not realizing that you were already in my heart.

I should have trusted you – us- more, held your hand, told you I love you… sooner and more often. I shouldn't have let doors close between us.

If I could, I would go back and say "yes" the first time you asked me to marry you.

I would go back to the first day we met, and I would hold on so tight, and I would never let you go.

..0..

Seoul, 2016

The pain in her lungs is what wakes her and Go Ha Jin isn't sure if her heart is about to break or about to stop. She isn't sure which one would hurt less. Slowly, Ha Jin turned to her side and tried to settle, catching a glimpse of the clock on the night table; it was 3 AM and anguish filled every part of her body. Images she can't never quite grasp filter through her mind, frustrating her with her own inability to truly remember anything.

The only thing she knew for certain anymore was that she had lost something precious at the bottom of the lake, the day she had almost drowned. How much time had passed since then? Since she woke up from the comma? Did it even matter anymore?

...

Work is, at least, a distraction. For a few minutes at a time Ha Jin is able to focus on someone else and make them feel beautiful, make herself feel useful, like her old self. But on that afternoon – working at the museum's store – she faltered, losing her train of thought in the middle of talking to clients often enough that she was sent off to take a break.

Some vaguely familiar man directed her toward the newly opened Goryeo exhibit on the life of Gwangjong, the fourth king of Goryeo. She wanders from room to room, looking without really seeing anything until she stops in front of a massive reproduction of a recently unearthed portrait of King Gwangjong painted shortly after he took the throne.

"Wang So," Ha Jin whispers as she collapses unto herself, but she's not just Go Ha Jin. A new consciousness awakens: Hae Soo and her memories.

They rob her of breath and pierce her heart.

"I'm sorry I left you alone." She whispers over and over, sobbing. "I'm so sorry."

-.-

It's strange, Ha Jin thinks to her self as she sees her body lying on the floor while two paramedics poke her and shine light in her eyes. She's there but she's not, standing just to the side, invisible.

And that's when she sees him.

She can't see his face, but she would know those shoulders anywhere. His hair is much shorter, cut in neat, dark layers slicked into submission. He's walking, briefcase in hand, talking through a Bluetooth piece and typing on his phone at the same time. He steps around the paramedics, vaguely glancing at her body on the floor, but just keeps walking without stopping. She is nothing and no one to him.

Before she can register the pain of her heart breaking for the second time in less than 10 minutes, she feels herself moving backward, pulled by some force she can't identify. And suddenly, she's at the bottom of that like, the sky growing dark over head even though it's midday.

The eclipse.

The day she drowned.

The day she woke up as Hae Soo, more than a thousand years in the past.

She is Hae Soo and Go Ha Jin .

And she remembers what dying felt like.

Thanks so much for reading, and please leave a comment if you can :D