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Paradise

Allan Onik

    Hwan and Chun sat under the Evodia playing Matgo. The tree’s leaves were just beginning to sprout a lambent white, and many of it’s red and black berries had fallen from it’s buds. Two dead soldiers lay nearby—one American and one South Korean. Both were nearly cut in half by shrapnel. The explosions and gunshots rang out in the smoky twilight.
    “I heard The Big Man has fallen. I heard it is safe to go south,” Hwan said.
    “Un is in a bunker somewhere north of Ryongsong. He has 1,000 guards with him. He will fight till the end. It is time to wait. The DMZ is too dangerous.”
    “But what if we die here!” Hwan cried.
    “It is still safer here. It is a lovely bloom, don’t you think?”
    In the distance, a man cried out in terror. Multiple shots echoed throughout the city.
    “I want to go south. I don’t care about The Big Man.”
    “Tokyo is leveled. Seattle is a crater. And Seoul is Swiss Cheese. Wouldn’t you rather stay here in paradise?”
    “That’s not funny,” Hwan said.
    A Golden eagle landed in front of them and turned it’s head. Three North Korean units swarmed toward Kim Il Sung Stadium, running hastily on the road nearby.
    “Paradise,” Chun said, “soon we will escape from paradise.”

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