Once again, the take and take between those at the top of the food chain and the lesser and weaker between those at the top of the food chain and the less fortunate. I didn't want to get involved I didn't want to get involved, but my curiosity was piqued.
A terrified woman, dressed in a military uniform, with no underwear, despite the biting wind. scantily clad and threatened with death by the same Korean men in military uniforms. and being threatened with death. "Is this why an irresistible force has brought me here?"
From somewhere, I could faintly sense the aura of a long-forgotten connection. I couldn't identify it, but it was definitely his. I looked around and chased the familiar aura, but it quickly disappeared. As I continued to look around in frustration, a man stepped forward, threatening a woman with his bamboo spear, and began to taunt the gathered crowd. The words that came out of his taunting mouth were simple.
The threat was that the woman was a communist and that she would be publicly executed in front of a large group of people. When the man's teasing tongue stopped, there was a moment of silence, as if time had stood still. He looked at the woman, shivering in the cold and fear as she covered herself with her arms, which were like gnarled branches. She had given up all hope, and her eyes were already losing life, as if she were dying.
"Was it because of her useless and insignificant heroism??"
For some reason, I was convinced that she was innocent, and once again my mind began to tangle like a thread that could never be untangled.
"Kill her...!"
The silence was broken by one of the gathered men shouting at the top of his lungs to kill the woman, and my jumbled thoughts were slowly being organized.
"Kill her!"
"Kill her!"
As if they had made a pact with each other, the others began to chant, one after the other. "Kill the woman," the others began to chant, as if they had promised each other.
"Kill her."
"Kill her."
Not one person questioned or objected that she was a communist. In the end, everyone here had been swept away by the winds of the apothecaries. Or maybe it's just that over the years, in the complexities of Asian We, the people of Korea, who have lived for so many years in a complex Asian situation, with our lives threatened by ideological conflicts.