Mornings in Hayulli were always ordinary. As always, the birds began chirping to announce the dawn, and the eastern sky grew faintly blue. 4:30 a.m. Da-young rose from her soft bedding, stretched wide, and shook off her sleep. Dragging her worn three-striped slippers, she stepped into the yard, raised her knees high, and shouted out dr...
Mornings in Hayulli were always ordinary. As always, the birds began chirping to announce the dawn, and the eastern sky grew faintly blue. 4:30 a.m. Da-young rose from her soft bedding, stretched wide, and shook off her sleep. Dragging her worn three-striped slippers, she stepped into the yard, raised her knees high, and shouted out drill calls, shaking her body noisily. It was, you could say, her routine. Then, as always, she washed her face in the cold water flowing from a blue hose and splashed the yard until it smacked wet. From below, the barking of Ok-bun Granny’s dog echoed. Among all people and beasts in this village, the one with the sharpest ears was Ok-bun’s dog, Hee-dong. The other dogs were too old now, and rarely barked anymore. Hanging a freshly washed towel in the yard, Da-
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