"The atmosphere, abandoned by light, drifted through a baseless nostalgia; the trees' shadows hung still over the fallen leaves as if imprinted upon them." Yu Miri, The End of August (transl. by Morgan Giles)
"The atmosphere, abandoned by light, drifted through a baseless nostalgia; the trees' shadows hung still over the fallen leaves as if imprinted upon them." Yu Miri, The End of August (transl. by Morgan Giles)