What kills me now. In a very good way. In the spring of her twenty-second year, Sumire fell in love for  the first time in her life. An intense love, a veritable tornado  sweeping across the plains—flattening everything in its path,  tossing things up in the air, ripping them to shreds, crushing  them to bits. The tornado’s intensity doesn’t abate for a second  as it blasts across  the ocean, laying waste to Angkor Wat,  incinerating an Indian jungle, tigers and everything,  transforming itself into a Persian desert sandstorm, burying an  exotic fortress city under a sea of sand. In short, a love of truly  monumental proportion.

What kills me now. In a very good way.

In the spring of her twenty-second year, Sumire fell in love for 

the first time in her life. An intense love, a veritable tornado 

sweeping across the plains—flattening everything in its path, 

tossing things up in the air, ripping them to shreds, crushing 

them to bits. The tornado’s intensity doesn’t abate for a second 

as it blasts across  the ocean, laying waste to Angkor Wat, 

incinerating an Indian jungle, tigers and everything, 

transforming itself into a Persian desert sandstorm, burying an 

exotic fortress city under a sea of sand. In short, a love of truly 

monumental proportion.

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