Volume 1 The second sentence of the sorrowful street (2/2)
To say that it is not a newborn, it is not the same thing. In fact, it is natural to have the function of constructing words, so that you can learn the language from the sound information you hear – it is really funny by a surname. The theory put forward by scholars called Chomsky. I remember that there is no way to call it ”universal grammar”, because it is a half-baked idea and I can not think of the details.
Sure enough, my knowledge is very shallow.
”Da da ……”
With a mouth that is still unskilled, I finally said some words.
Because the memory before death is still there, the feeling of manipulating the body is still there, but instead it creates conflicts in the manipulation of the body.
For the same reason, I have recently been able to grasp things and stand up, but I still can not walk.
Okay, okay. Come and hug
So smiling is the female mummy. The two people around called her Mary.
Mary, like the ancient priests, wore old, broken robes.
It is a bit strange to judge the beauty and ugliness of a woman who has become a mummy, but I think she should be a beautiful woman before her death.
Slim body, plus the calm posture of closing your eyes.
The skin like dead wood bark has no visible damage, and it also looks like a well-balanced face before birth.
The undulating golden hair, as time passes by, diminishes, but the more abundant the beauty.
”Going out for a walk today is not good!” Want to take me with you!?
”Oh, it looks very happy.”
It seems that I seem to reveal my expression unconsciously.
I also care very much about what I am outside the temple where I grew up.
However, this body has no way to ”get out of the way”, but has been waiting for the opportunity to be taken out like this.
Come on.
Was picked up. It was not an unpleasant taste that floated from Mary.
Light the fragrant wood and the like. It feels like a scent from the gentle grandmother.
「…………哒 A1 ”
Give her a little peace of mind because of fragrance
In the dark temple, Mary walked me step by step.
The square stone of different colors interacts to form the floor.
A high-hanging hemispherical patio and thin light that overflows through the top eye-shaped skylight.
There are niches on the wall, and in the decoration for worship, it may be a sculpture of the gods worshipped by the temple.
While walking, one by one carved into my eyes, and then slowly disappeared from my eyes.
Holding a sword in the shape of a lightning bolt, the Libra is placed in the hands of a young man with solemnity and majesty.
The ear of rice on the land is used as a background, and there are babies in their arms, and women who are full of body and face smiles.
On the back, a raging fire, a man with a hammer and pliers, and a low-profile man with a magnificent beard.
Like a flowing wind, a cute smile, a young man with a glass of wine and gold coins.
Immerse yourself in the clear stream from the waist to the waist, holding a bow, the other hand reaching out to a creature like a goblin, and a young woman wearing a thin cloth.
It is a one-eyed old man with a singular cloister with a pillar and a book, and a savvy and sinister appearance.
Probably polytheism, I think so.
Just looking at the image of God, it seems that he has inadvertently understood the god of which faith is carried out.
However, the engraving that I saw next was unclear.
There is nothing in the background. The whole body was deeply wrapped in the robes to the extent of covering the eyes, and the atmosphere of the yin was floating. It was unclear for men and women.
There is only one character to say, and it is like a lantern that seems to be connected with a long handle.
That light, especially let me care.
Even so, Mary certainly did not know the thought that I flashed in my arms and walked slowly.
Even if you use your eyes to chase, the sculpture will disappear from your eyes immediately.
The time to be able to see in detail will will come one day.
After being away from the eye – shaped skylight of the patio, the surroundings slowly dimmed.
In the depths, on the arches decorated with vinegrass, there was a heavy iron gate, and Mary reached out to it.
After trying to push open, the light came in from the creaking iron door, and the door slowly opened.
Then when the opening was wide enough, Mary stepped out.
”Hey ………”
The horizon was wide open.
The refreshing wind is also blowing slowly.
The morning fog gradually became indifferent, under the dawn of the hills. The stone – built city is developing along the vast lakes.
Like ancient or medieval. You can also see towering towers and waterway bridges with beautiful arches.
All of them have become ancient ruins.
The roof of the building collapsed in many places, and the plaster on the wall was also peeling off to the ground.
The intertwined stone blocks of the street are surrounded by grass and green moss and entwined on the building.
In the bustling streets and lanes of the ancients, it was like a slumber of greens.
I opened my eyes.
Everything that I have seen through the screen during my lifetime is unparalleled.
It's like the general feeling of the wind blowing from the toes into the brain.
My brain is so clear that it is incredible.
The whole body, all the cells in the body are feeling the world
It is like thinking of important things that I do not know when to for for.
Have this feeling.
Unclear so leaked tears.
It was like having to endure the pain and bite the teeth, but still burst into tears.
A life that has been hopeless, over and chaotic.
Just die in that foggy life.
So think that waking up in this world may be the punishment given by the gods.
However, this is not a punishment.
Though I do not know where I am.
Though I do not know what happened.
However, this must be a favor.
Amazingly beautiful, grace.
What I was wasting, like being said, ”If you do not do this, it's fine.” Generally, it was given again by someone.
Very warm and happy gift.
There is no basis for such conviction.
”It's beautiful, Will …. cute baby”
Mary's voice.
William Referred to as Will.
this is my name. Mary, the three of them took my name, my name.
The name before death was swallowed into a sense of guilt and turbidity.
So, now the name is my current name.
This young body is my body.
Like where I heard the sound like some else's name, it feels like someone's body, and it feels like a collision.
”ㄚ, ㄚ – …………”
He sent out a voice to tell, mixed with tears, like the first baby.
Even if this is the case, use the vocal cords that are not developed developed to scream
I have to do it well.
I, this time, have to live a serious life.
In the shaking that Mary wants to lift me up, I am so determined.
Though I still do not understand anything. It is like what kind of world is here, how to live and so on.
However, those things will be understood from now on.
Even if you know a little shallow knowledge, you can not do any anything, just do it from now on.
The depression is also.
I do not know how to understand it.
It's also a matter of giving up and cuddling.
I must be this time.
I must be alive this time.
Failure can also be done.
It's ugly.
It's fine to screw it all over.
I must live well this time.
In this world, live!
With the sound of a baby like a baby, I swear.