When she opened her eyes in the morning, she found Shurim missing. She wanted to get up and look around for Shurim, but if he had, he would have found him. Her cries resounded in the valley.
‘Where have you gone, Shurim?’ Sitting on the rock, she had called out to him sadly. Suddenly, she was in front of him and she ran and touched his chest. Where did you go? I was so scared.
‘O, Bella sorry.’ Seeing her crying like this, he was bewildered.
‘Sorry, look here, I'm holding my ear.’ He would wipe away her tears. He had pulled her into himself. ‘Just stop crying and get ready. We have to go to the fairy.’
‘Which fairy? There is no ferry. Here are all the stories.’
‘Who said no fairy? What does it mean to be silent on this matter? What we have done so far has included our heart and our
