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The country where I grew up was a place of fading and losing and fog. Time moved much slower so that everything was the same but not really, and people and places would flicker through the molasses-like hours without ceremony. My schoolmates gave me some space to grieve but they’d forgotten to find me once again. I spent my days in the sleepy schoolhouse counting the seconds, minutes, hours and days. I’d begun to notice when something changed, like when the window shutters shot open and a new student appeared. It had been the wind...
I write slowly and enjoy eating rarebit. I like fairy tales and children's stories. Barrie, Ende, Miyazawa, Bimei and Tatsuo.
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