The Wistful Voyage

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Haruto Saito remembered the white plum blossoms not as petals, but as a silence so heavy it pressed against his eardrums, a quiet that had no sound to it, only the absence of noise where noise should have been. He woke in the third month of his thirty-second year to the sound of canvas tearing, the sharp, wet rip of Aiko packing her trunks with a violence that shook the floorboards. The smell...

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