It was the 350th time since ‘it’ started watching the reincarnations like me. I felt a sense of kinship. That, or should I say ‘he’ from now on, was just like me. He was in a position where he would endlessly watch this meaningless world. He did not believe in the world where I was, nor the world at my feet. I started watching him after watching my husband and Han Haneul for a while. He kept calling out to my husband, repeating words that would never reach him.

I thought he was foolish as I watched his endless efforts. It was like trying to start a fire on top of water. It was like wishing for fish to fall from the sky. I had watched my husband for a time that could not be counted. I tried talking to him multiple times but never had I gotten an answer. The only time I could talk to him was when he died and I guided him to the next. How much longer would ‘he’,...