Where Spider Lilies Bloom

"Have you heard of the legend?" A granny starts with her grandchild in her lap







Once upon a time in a land enveloped by snow,a land unvisited by the sun where even a fraction of fire could not exist



There lived a tyrant







A ghost king,who emerged victorious from fighting over thousands and thousands of ghosts in one go





And on the day the divine heaven regarded as the one day the sun shines the brightest,what should've been bright and warm,became dark and cold,for it is also that day that the tyrant emerged victorious claiming the title Ghost king,the 5th of the heavenly calamity,the heaven shook for 6 incense time that day









"What does the ghost king look like granny?"the grandchild ask innocence burning in his eyes as it sparkled,so his grandmother says









They say he is like ice,skin so pale he looked like a dead body pulled from the depth of ocean,hair frosty white that almost came down to hide his eyes,and his eyes......one look at his eyes and you accept you fate,for his eyes screamed death,a sorrowful mourn of the dead,as if his eyes contains death itself



Oh!and people says he has holes on his face too



"Really granny? that's not true right?"





"Who knows?but it's time for you to go to bed now,or else he will come"His granny tickles his toes, giggle bursting out



"B-but granny, you've never told me his name"





No one knows his name actually,but since his story came and reached the farthest of land,he was known to be called "Graceful white death",for the chilling breeze and the freezing cold announced his presence,



And it is said even the sun would freeze in fear of him