My arms are cutlery. My legs are stem. My stomach is an empty barrel. I’m home. Let’s eat!

A cup of coffee. I close eyes. It’s southern cape.

Roads are mirror. Neon lights make up. Sirens are crackers. The city is a party nightclub . The guests are moon and stars.

“Who are you?” “I’m always with you. “ “Why?” “My hands tug your back now and then.” “Why?” “Because I feel you are hurrying.” “I’m holding many things for dreams.” “I see. However I see like you are racing to a precipice unknown.”

Time is like river. Tadpoles are moments. They swim in the river of time. The water surface reflects our emotions a moment.

“This is a quiz.” “Huh? A quiz?” Slaine frowned at Inaho’s words and withdrew his hand from a black chess piece. Inaho blinked and spoke. “What day is it today?” Slaine understood Inaho’s intention. He moved a black pawn forward one square. “Oh… your birthday?” “That’s right. Why?” Inaho moved his white knight. It was captured by a black rook. “Because you told me a year ago today… and several years before that.” White: d8. “I did?” Black: b5. “Yeah. So — how old are you now?

Episode 3 "Warm milk" “Hello. I’d like some warm milk.” “Welcome. It’s colder than usual tonight.” “I understand. Let me prepare something that will warm you from the inside, not alcohol.” (I steam the milk carefully, creating fine, soft foam, and pour it gently into a ceramic cup. A hint of nutmeg, a touch of honey.) “Here you are. Our special hot milk. Instead of sugar, I’ve added just a little ‘you’ve done well today.’” “You look like someone who has finally stopped runnin

“Why are you here?” Across the table in the visiting room, Slaine asked the question with a long, weary sigh. “Do you know what day it is today?” “Precisely because I know,” he replied. “That’s why.” Resting his cheek on his hand, he pointed with his index finger—toward Kaizuka Inaho’s head. A red felt triangular hat, topped with a small white bobble. There were no calendars in either the cell or the visiting room, yet the hat loudly insisted on today’s date all the same. Wha

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