I dream I am a man falling.
In my dreams and every night.
I do not sleep although I try.
Once that day hath removed my sight
Through the sky I fly and fall in spite.
When I close my eyes I am transported to another realm. Far far away from rhyme and reason. Upon rest I am looking upon a baleful blue sky. Black silhouettes of mostly abstract shapes exist within my field of view. I feel the air rushing past me. The sound of the rushing wind past my ears is a comfort but it's all an illusion. The distance never moved and there my senses are betrayed.
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Jinsei Wa Kurodesu (LIfe is Black)
Short StoryFollow the lives of eight different people as their lives interconnect in the wake of a tragedy.
