The Distant Whispers
Can you hear it too? Ren Kobayashi asked the question into the empty room, though he knew the answer. He stood in the narrow kitchen of their Okinawan flat, the air heavy with damp plaster and the metallic tang of the fog that had rolled in from the sea. Outside, the swallows under the eaves chattered, a sound that usually soothed him, but today it sounded like static, a high-pitched whine that...
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