When shoes and the meal bag brought home by the person on duty were thrown into the door of the house, he walked to the park of the neighborhood which always goes, biting the bread which was in the kitchen on the way.
The sky of summer where it is likely to start to rain at any moment hung down to the ground low, and there was a smell like a puddle in air.
A park is a big park of a town which exists in the center mostly, and seemed to be little woods.
There were three ponds, and there were jogging trails so that between the pond and woods might be sewn.
He separates from the sidewalk of a park, and enters and goes woods inside to the back rapidly.
The inside of the dense woods is gloomy, underfoot fallen leaves have covered the ground thickly.
The ground dug and there was the smell of the puddle also from damp fallen leaves.
I was able to think that a tree and grass were waiting for rain.
A rain sign is felt, roots are gradually extended in the ground,
and leaves and trunks seem that they are trying suck up even the moisture mind of air.
It has stretched here and there, and a cobweb divides into the hair of hair, and his face with, and is attached to them.
He gathered the branch which withered, and he went to the back, brushing off a cobweb.
He often did so and carried out the small adventure.
Underfoot, the tree which decayed in everything had fallen.
It was unbelievable in large numbers of ants under the tree, when he moved the tree.
The lump of one ant is extended thinly gradually and an outline becomes ambiguous.
Rin is obsessed the feeling that an outline becomes ambiguous,his face, and a hand and a leg are also extended thinly.
Anger wells up suddenly.
The ants were stepped on confusedly and slaughtered.
The ground dug and there was the smell of the ground on the contrary.
it was sweet scent.
There is the smell with which the thick oxygen which a tree breathes out together with the smell of the ground became wet when he stopped slaughtering an ant and the breath was inhaled thoroughly, if he thinks that the tree sided, he will be saved, and he remembers that the friend gathered the eraser during class, or that the mother bought new shoes.
His feeling becomes somewhat quiet.
And the uneasiness which does not understand some comes.
Feeling which is likely to be inhaled in woods and in which he is likely to disappear.
There is always this feeling with a quiet feeling, it serves as "voice", and can be heard from the direction of the back.
"Voice" declared itself its being a doctor.
Surrounding trees are echoed and "voice" wraps in Rin.
In it, the film of the "voice" isolates Rin who is likely to melt into trees and is likely to disappear.
And the uneasiness which all takes something to the collateral and goes collateral comes.
Anger wells up again.
"Nothing is absolutely taken by you!"
Anger blot out "voice."
Does my mother also hear such "voice"?
When "voice" can be heard, my mother always occupies consciousness so that it may be exchanged.
The arm of the mother who tries to hold Rin is extended from the same place as "voice", and touches the arm and breast of Rin.
He notices that it is a baby unawares.
His mother does not necessarily soothe and merely gives a tight hug to Rin.
it is like trying to rub her soul into a son.
His eyes are closed and it listens to his mother's beat as if Rin also tried to return to the mother's interior of the womb.
And his mother's beat will become weaker gradually and will be indistinguishable from the sound of a wind soon.
He ran in woods and came out to the back side of the open-air stage.
The stage of concrete was being flushed warmly.
When he became a crawl and his face was attached, it was warm and pleasant.
It began to rain little by little, many black stains to white concrete were made, and it became deep-black soon.
It rained in the park calmly.
He becomes a feeling over which he would like to cry saying that rain is seen.
As if the anger in him which is not helped by himself gets loose little by little.
Is it the cause of a rain sound and is the cause of a rain smell?
A feeling over which he would like to cry, something love the feeling to spread and which considers may be resembled,Quietly, calmly.
Unusual temper and strain like when slaughtering an ant were lost.
He took refuge in the place where rain does not hit, and gazed at the trees which get wet.
He thought that they differed from us.
whatever what is visited might be, as if it did not refuse the trees which get wet to rain, a color, it was there calmly deeply.
The tree seems waiting for him in the fathomless depth even if we are searching for something
Soon, rain stopped and sunbeams shining through branches of trees changed the neighborhood into a scene like in water.
The cobweb stretched innumerably attached waterdrop to the wooden branch, and it sparkled, and seemed that the countless Galaxy was shining in woods.
to be continued
The sky of summer where it is likely to start to rain at any moment hung down to the ground low, and there was a smell like a puddle in air.
A park is a big park of a town which exists in the center mostly, and seemed to be little woods.
There were three ponds, and there were jogging trails so that between the pond and woods might be sewn.
He separates from the sidewalk of a park, and enters and goes woods inside to the back rapidly.
The inside of the dense woods is gloomy, underfoot fallen leaves have covered the ground thickly.
The ground dug and there was the smell of the puddle also from damp fallen leaves.
I was able to think that a tree and grass were waiting for rain.
A rain sign is felt, roots are gradually extended in the ground,
and leaves and trunks seem that they are trying suck up even the moisture mind of air.
It has stretched here and there, and a cobweb divides into the hair of hair, and his face with, and is attached to them.
He gathered the branch which withered, and he went to the back, brushing off a cobweb.
He often did so and carried out the small adventure.
Underfoot, the tree which decayed in everything had fallen.
It was unbelievable in large numbers of ants under the tree, when he moved the tree.
The lump of one ant is extended thinly gradually and an outline becomes ambiguous.
Rin is obsessed the feeling that an outline becomes ambiguous,his face, and a hand and a leg are also extended thinly.
Anger wells up suddenly.
The ants were stepped on confusedly and slaughtered.
The ground dug and there was the smell of the ground on the contrary.
it was sweet scent.
There is the smell with which the thick oxygen which a tree breathes out together with the smell of the ground became wet when he stopped slaughtering an ant and the breath was inhaled thoroughly, if he thinks that the tree sided, he will be saved, and he remembers that the friend gathered the eraser during class, or that the mother bought new shoes.
His feeling becomes somewhat quiet.
And the uneasiness which does not understand some comes.
Feeling which is likely to be inhaled in woods and in which he is likely to disappear.
There is always this feeling with a quiet feeling, it serves as "voice", and can be heard from the direction of the back.
"Voice" declared itself its being a doctor.
Surrounding trees are echoed and "voice" wraps in Rin.
In it, the film of the "voice" isolates Rin who is likely to melt into trees and is likely to disappear.
And the uneasiness which all takes something to the collateral and goes collateral comes.
Anger wells up again.
"Nothing is absolutely taken by you!"
Anger blot out "voice."
Does my mother also hear such "voice"?
When "voice" can be heard, my mother always occupies consciousness so that it may be exchanged.
The arm of the mother who tries to hold Rin is extended from the same place as "voice", and touches the arm and breast of Rin.
He notices that it is a baby unawares.
His mother does not necessarily soothe and merely gives a tight hug to Rin.
it is like trying to rub her soul into a son.
His eyes are closed and it listens to his mother's beat as if Rin also tried to return to the mother's interior of the womb.
And his mother's beat will become weaker gradually and will be indistinguishable from the sound of a wind soon.
He ran in woods and came out to the back side of the open-air stage.
The stage of concrete was being flushed warmly.
When he became a crawl and his face was attached, it was warm and pleasant.
It began to rain little by little, many black stains to white concrete were made, and it became deep-black soon.
It rained in the park calmly.
He becomes a feeling over which he would like to cry saying that rain is seen.
As if the anger in him which is not helped by himself gets loose little by little.
Is it the cause of a rain sound and is the cause of a rain smell?
A feeling over which he would like to cry, something love the feeling to spread and which considers may be resembled,Quietly, calmly.
Unusual temper and strain like when slaughtering an ant were lost.
He took refuge in the place where rain does not hit, and gazed at the trees which get wet.
He thought that they differed from us.
whatever what is visited might be, as if it did not refuse the trees which get wet to rain, a color, it was there calmly deeply.
The tree seems waiting for him in the fathomless depth even if we are searching for something
Soon, rain stopped and sunbeams shining through branches of trees changed the neighborhood into a scene like in water.
The cobweb stretched innumerably attached waterdrop to the wooden branch, and it sparkled, and seemed that the countless Galaxy was shining in woods.
to be continued
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