Jongin has taken too many turns on that devious, arduous road to remember the way back home, because Soojung isnt there anymore to guide his blind footsteps. Kyungsoo tries to pick up the pieces of a broken glass vase, discarded on a sullied floor and dusty with years of neglect, but every edge seems to slice at his fingers with a mind of its own. Sooyeon craves an escape from the blotches of red ink (is that really what they are?) that stain the snow-white paper of her mind. Miyoung is trapped in a glass wall between two rooms, and seeing one of herself in each room is too much for her. But what can they do? After all, they are the only ones who understand life. ForewordTitle: nous qui comprenons la viePairing: broken!kaistal, kaisooRating: PGGenre: “Le Petit Prince”!au, angst, tragedy, character death, etc.Length: maybe a really long one-shot?Warnings: trigger warning and extremely heavy angst*sigh* My first attempt at stright-up angst, people. >.< I am such a sad author.But this is partially for sinsofasaint, who was disappointed that I didnt have another story on AFF besides ethereal masquerade. So heres one for you, eonni :)