Apples of Kna’n- Esther Kim ’16

Kna’n is synonymous with pleasure. As night falls on Yairko, its largest metropolis, the Great Orgy begins. Girls dressed in sheer black skirts, with golden coin belts jangling at their hips, chase the fleeing sunlight down the street. They shout to one another, and their laughs slice through the evening haze. The gold gleams like a fresh cut. A tall young man, maybe nineteen years old, pulls off his shirt. His chestnut hair gets tousled as he tugs his head out, and it looks soft as the dusk. He reaches into his back pocket and draws out a crystal flask that glitters sharp against the dimming light.
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