Trefoil Knots
Oigimi faded away like a vanishing flower. "Was it a dream?" Tuning up the light, Kaoru gazed at her dead face. She was beautiful as ever as and looked asleep. He combed her hair, and the fragrance came from it. He wished he could go on gazing at her forever as at a shell of a locust.
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