#춘곤증

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[공유] 오후만 되면 꾸벅...춘곤증 탓일까? : 네이버 블로그

[alifeinprose]

Midwinter Moon

Alopex opened her eyes and unfurled her sleek body from the spiral in which she had been sleeping. Her jaws stretched into a yawn, and she glanced outside. Clouds covered the sky like a gray blanket, a shadowed reflection of the white snowy floor that had been laid the night before. Gently, Alopex padded to the mouth of her den and lifted her muzzle to sniff the air. A storm was coming.

She shook out her milky white fur and stretched her long form, feelling each sinew and muscle push and pull beneath her coat. She flexed her paws, licked her fangs, and lithely stepped out into the frozen wilds.

The wind pierced straight through her, and she clenched her jaw to keep from shivering. It would take almost all day to walk to the nearby town, and she was not thrilled about the prospect of enduring the wind for the whole journey. There was no other option, however. Tonight was the full moon. She could feel it rippling through her blood and bones.

For about three miles, she walked silently and smoothly, floating atop the fallen snow. Her stomach began to growl, but she knew that eating would make her changes difficult, so she ignored the rumbling and pressed on. About a mile from the town, she paused at a cave she frequented on these journeys. After checking the surroundings at least three times, Alopex took one last look at the setting sun with her icy blue eyes, swiveled her ears, sniffed the air, and disappeared into the darkness.

There were many words for what she was, many names and many curses. Kitsune. Kumiho. Succubus. Evil Spirit. Demon. But to Alopex, she was just a creature like any other, trying to survive with the lot she had been given. That lot meant that she lived most of her life as a small and solitary arctic fox, but for a few days each month transformed into a young and beautiful woman. In those short days, she felt she was truly living. The way others looked at her, the way they gravitated into her presence, the way they beheld her as otherworldly--because she truly was otherworldly in ways they would find horrifying if they learned. But then, she returned to her small vulpine body, cursed with the memories and thoughts of any other human woman but trapped in a distrusted scavenger valued only for the money her coat could bring.

The change was always agonizingly painful, ripping her and reshaping her for what seemed like eternity. She could not stop herself from crying out during the change, and had she eaten, she would have vomited. Every time, she would pray to those unfeeling gods please just let me be normal, let me be like everyone else, let me die. Every time, they failed to listen. Or failed to care.

At last, she lay shaking and shivering naked on the cave floor, a woman once more. She took her fingers and felt her face, her small nose, her soft lips, her harmless teeth. She ran her fingers through her hair, sweaty and stuck to her neck from the change. In the corner of the cave her stash of clothes remained. Oh, how difficult it had been the first few times she changed and walked into the town stark naked. But that was many towns and many lives ago. Now, Alopex was always prepared for her other life.

The clothes were nowhere near as warm as her arctic fur, but it covered her enough that she would not die or fall ill before she was able to find a place to stay indoors. Finding a place to stay was never difficult. Men were more than happy to help accommodate her. She applied some rudimentary cosmetics to her face, looking in a cracked discarded shard that used to be someone’s mirror. She bit her lips gently to make them appear more full and red, accidentally drawing a small amount of blood. She licked it away and smiled. She liked the taste in both bodies.

The last thing she put on was a necklace, her failsafe, her talisman. She placed the back of the pendant to her lip so that a drop of blood dried there. Once she could smell the blood on the back of that pendant, she knew her time was up. The change was coming soon, and she needed to flee.

Alopex repeated her mantra. Deep breath. Shoulders back. Head up. Smile. You own the night.

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Altaic sipped his Jack and Coke half-heartedly, glancing at his phone out of habit and boredom. This bar wasn’t exactly what he had expected when he agreed to help his friend out with the contest. This wasn’t his crowd, wasn’t his scene. The people running the show seemed pretty out of their depth, and all of the women were, well, not exactly his type. I’m gonna need a lot of booze and a lot of smokes to get through this, he thought. He finished his drink and went to the bar to order another.

He stood at the bar and signaled to the bartender. The bartender nodded, then went back to fixing someone else’s drink. It was bright pink, the color hiding the very heavy amounts of liquor being added. He watched the drink make its way to its owner, someone directly to his right. She was pretty, he guessed, but not stunning, though her long wavy silver hair was eye-catching. She thanked the bartender and smiled at him like a dear friend, then turned to go. Her icy blue eyes caught his, and his heart stuttered, unexpectedly. Then she sat alone at a small table, and she began to read a book. A book. In a bar. She was certainly unexpected.

The first group began, and he watched with half-sustained interest, occasionally glancing at the strange girl sitting alone with a book in a bar. They were not impressive, stumbling through their part as though they’d never prepared. They were useless at keeping his mind away from her. Mercifully, they finished after a short while, and he fled to the smoking room for the second half of his coping strategy.

The smoking room was familiar territory, a comfortable haven from the external chaos. He began to relax. He was talking to a couple other guys, trying to be polite but detached as he let the tobacco and fumes work their magic, when suddenly she entered. Her presence, her energy filled the room and burned through him like a strong shot. She asked some guy she knew if she could borrow a cigarette, and Altaic offered one of his without thinking. She raised the cigarette to her lips, ruby red like fresh blood, and he found himself jealous of the roll of paper cradled there. She gently touched his hand as he held the lighter for her, and as she inhaled the nicotine he inhaled her. He heard the announcement for the next group, and she quickly finished her cigarette to rejoin the room. Her eyes locked on his as she said earnestly, “Thank you for the cigarette. I owe you one.” Then she smiled and walked out.

She was like a virus in his mind. The whole night, no matter what he drank, how much he smoked, Altaic was tracking her with his gaze, following her footsteps, reveling in her joy, smiling at her carefree dancing, hungering to feel the curves of her body closer to his. Hours passed, and she kept returning to him, smiling and dancing and infecting him with how alive she was. He was in her trance, and he was not alone. Jealously, suspiciously, he watched as other guys gravitated to her as well, asking for attention with questions that shallowly hid their true intentions--just a few more seconds of her captivating focus. The contest ended, her favored groups victorious, and he watched her celebrate with complete abandon. His fever rose, her virus took control, and he grabbed her hand and said quick goodbyes. He needed to feel her. He needed to have her.

Her body was sorcery, her skin as soft as the finest fur. She growled and moaned with pleasure beneath him, and they made love and war for hours. He couldn’t stop, he never wanted to stop, he wanted the night to reign eternal with her in his arms, in his bed, on his lips, on his skin. At last, both completely spent, they collapsed together, her resting gently on his chest, the smoke of his cigarette tangling around her silver hair.

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Alopex awoke to the smell of cigarettes, and her nose burned. She opened her aqua eyes to behold the sun peaking through the shutters of an unfamiliar room. He still lay sleeping, and she remained peacefully experiencing the warmth of their naked bodies and the sound of his heartbeat. She softly stroked his chest and reached to adjust her necklace. Only to find it absent.

Her heart raced. Her body tensed. Her necklace was gone.

She tried desperately to smell anything, anything but the cigarette smoke floating in her hair and all around him. Her nose was on fire. She could smell nothing. Panic rose, and she got up lithely and padded to the bathroom. She locked the door and turned on the water, filling the room with a purifying steam. She took her nail and made a small, barely visible scratch on her arm. The metallic scent flooded her nose and made her mouth water. This was very bad. The change was coming.

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Altaic awoke to the sound of water. He stretched lazily and waited for her to come out of the shower, so he could pull her back into bed and feel her wet skin against his. He sat up and felt something in the bed next to him. Her pendant necklace must have fallen off during their lovemaking last night. Either that, or in a frenzy he had ripped it off of her. She brought out something truly animalistic in him. He’d never fucked like that with anyone before. He rubbed the stone in the center of the necklace and marveled at how it changed in the light. The water shut off, and he smiled.

She stepped out of the bathroom, and his smile faded into concern. She seemed unwell, all the color had drained from her face, and she looked like she was about to be sick. “Are you okay?” he asked.

“I need to leave. I really don’t feel well. I’m sorry,” she said in rapid succession, stumbling over the words like they were a foreign language to her. She dressed quickly, her eyes darting all over the room for something she seemed to be missing.

“Oh, looking for your necklace?” He held it up. “It’s really incredible; it looks completely different in the day than it did last night. But, it’s kind of dirty...”

She grabbed it and put it on deftly. “It’s okay. It’s very precious to me. I can take care of it later.” How had she gotten dressed so quickly? She walked over to the bed and stumbled, catching herself on the mattress. “Sorry, just feel a little weak.”

“You should stay here and rest. You look really sick.”

“I’ll be fine,” she breathed, voice almost raspy. She gave him a quick kiss, and he swore he could smell something different on her. Like the air just before it snows. “I really need to go. Thank you for last night. You made me feel…” She paused, her face looking pained, and she gritted her teeth. “Sorry, gotta run. See you soon.”

Altaic stared at the door, wondering what sort of spell she had cast over him, and what that spell must have cost her. Then his phone buzzed, and he glanced at it out of habit.

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The world was reeling. Irregular footsteps dotting the snow. Shivering hands falling to the earth to catch it before it hit her. Smells overwhelming her, sounds tearing through her, skin rippling and burning. She vomited the drinks from the night before, then covered them with fresh snow before continuing to run. She turned some heads, but she couldn’t afford to care. She needed to make it to her safe place. She had to make it. She couldn’t lose another town, another home, another place where at least a few days a month, she felt like she could fit. Like she belonged. Even if that was just a lie she told herself.

[hanallbio]

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[juhye-illustration]

Under the sunshine 😴😴😴 . 꽃나무 아래서 😴😴😴 + @aderporzellan 와 함께하는 텀블벅 프로젝트가 오늘 200프로 달성이 되었어요! 후원해주신 모든분들께 감사합니다 🙇‍♀️ @k_illustrationfair 에 오시면 컵 실물을 볼수 있어요! 그리고 추첨을 통한 이벤트도 진행할 예정이니 E-07부스 많이 들러주세요 ♥️ #일러스트 #일러스트레이션페어 #삽화 #잠자는고양이 #봄 #낮잠 #춘곤증 #그림 #꽃가루 #낚시 #일러스트레이터 #포스터 #텀블벅 #이벤트 #illustration #illustrator #sleepingcat #cat #cute #spring #sunshine #nap #digitalart #painting #childrenillustration #mood #serenity #peace #illustrator #猫 #イラスト https://www.instagram.com/p/CNFXVn_nbmH/?igshid=2nq2emtht1ja

[barabony]

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[djbamdung]

간만에 맑은 하늘. 오늘 종일 비오고 태풍급 바람이 분다더니... 역시 울나라 기상청은 일을 안하는듯. 간만에 맑은 하늘보며 심호흡이나 해야겠다. 후~ 하. #일상 #소통 #간만에 #맑은하늘 #구름 #두둥실 #봄하늘 #졸려 #춘곤증 #일요일 #휴일 #휴일오후 #졸리다 #꾸벅곰 https://www.instagram.com/p/BwOYCS5nfkO/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1scepqfrqmamg

[drawingmora]

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[cp83]

[M+ LIVE] 신규 영상입니다. 잠 안올 때 보면 꿀잠잔다는 영상? ㅋㅋ 아기들이 졸음과 사투하는 장면을 모아봤습니다. 귀여운 아기들 보노라면 결국 졸고있는 나 자신을 발견하게 됩니다 ㅋㅋㅋ

[yaoong2]

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[공유] 피곤하고 나른하고… 춘곤증 한 달 넘.. : 네이버블로그

[jjaaeegu]

재구에게😴

재구, 잘 잤어? 사실 내가 책방에서 졸다가 방금 깨서 물어봤어.

나는 매년 이맘때가 되면 잠이 많아져. 춘곤증 때문은 아니고 예전부터 3월이 되면 잠을 많이 자던 버릇이 지금까지 이어졌나 봐.

3월은 나에게 있어 잠이 가장 많이 오는 달이야. 예전부터 학교 갔다 와서 침대에 누워 있다가 자고, 밤에 또 자고, 아침에는 늦잠 자고 그랬거든. 왜 그랬냐면 일어나기가 싫었어. 나는 새로운 상황과 사람들 속에서 지내야 하는 게 많이 스트레스였거든. 당연히 설레는 마음도 있겠지만 학년이 바뀌고, 지내는 곳도 바뀌면서 새로운 무언가를 시작해야 하는 것은 긴장되는 일이었고 나는 실수를 하진 않을까 항상 얼어있었던 것 같아.

그래서 매일 잠에 취해있었어. 나중에 알고 보니까 잠이 많아지는 것을 우울하다는 신호로 보기도 한다더라. 나도 모르는 새에 내가 처해 있던 상황을 피하고자 자고 있었나 봐. 일단 잠에 들고나면 만사를 잠시 다 잊고 시간을 보낼 수 있으니까. 그때 당시에는 해야 하는 일이 있는데도 계속 잠에 드니까 답답하기도 하고 무기력하게도 느껴졌는데 아마 그 시간들이 없었다면 나는 스트레스에 무너져 내리지 않았을까 생각이 들어.

신기한 건 4월이 되면 거짓말같이 시도 때도 없이 오던 잠들이 도로 떠나가. 내가 적응하는 시간이 아마 한 달 정도라는 이야기겠지. 어느새 친해진 친구들과 익숙해진 공간을 보고 있으면 언제 그렇게 긴장을 하고 있었나 생각이 들더라.

이 시는 여전히 3월이 되면 꾸벅꾸벅 졸고 있는 나를 보니까 생각난 시야. 지금은 그때와는 달리 긴장해서 잠에 드는 것은 아니지만 새롭게 무언가를 시작하는 너의 3월에 응원이 될 수 있을까 해서. 너도 혹시 요새 잠을 많이 자는 건 아닐까. 갑작스럽게 몰려오는 잠들에 무기력해 하고 있지는 않을지 걱정이 돼.

그런데 재구, 잠을 자야 해. 잠을 자야 얼어있는 세상을 빠져나갈 수 있고, 잠을 자야 영영 끝나지 않을 것만 같은 시간이 가고, 잠을 자야 혼자라고 생각되는 지금을 벗어날 수 있어. 지금은 잠시 너에게 투자를 한다고 생각하자. 너에게 다가온 많은 변화들 속에서 네가 무너지지 않을 수 있도록 에너지를 모아주는 거지. 내가 신기하게 4월이 되면 거짓말같이 돌아온다고 했지. 잘 먹고, 잘 자고 있다 보면 너에겐 너만의 4월이 다가올 거야. 그때까지 우리 잠을 자자.

재구 잘 자.

추신.

오늘은 내가 평소에 좋아하던 친구 ‘thanks for coming.’이 음악 추천을 해주기로 했어. 내가 시를 좋아하듯, 음악을 좋아하는 친구라 함께 하게 되었어.

나와 내 친구의 응원이 너에게 잘 전달됐으면 좋겠다. '잠을 자야 생각이 멈췄다 (playlist)'

추신 2.

인간은 잠을 자지 않으면 혀가 잘 안 돌아간대. 조금이라도 꼭 자.

[juhye-illustration]

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[rvd3065-blog]

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[joo-yong-blog]

아 춘곤증이 밀려오는구나. 콩은 볶아야겠고 킁 ~@.@ #봄날 #춘곤증 #파파베어 #파파베어커피하우스 #papabearcoffee #papabear #아기스타그램 #채연이