Chapter 38 【The night is like a net】

【The night is like a net】 Do you know how the blur of night strikes? from the sea?One fishing fire after another? From land?A streetlight to a streetlight? From the wind?Homing bird after homing bird? The restored Skynet is sparse but not leaking The hand that casts the net creates something out of nothing Do you know how to put and collect? Look at a row of masson pines slanting down the slope Shaggy, backlit pose more and more ambiguous, also more hazy The long window facing the sea I was about to say that twilight is coming suddenly change color Say, night is coming Say, the gray skynet misses nothing

Positive pores and dense holes are closing no matter what peninsula you are in what building in the corner