the wind up bird chronicle

But even so, every now and then I would feel a violent stab of loneliness. The very water I drink, the very air I breathe, would feel like long, sharp needles. The pages of a book in my hands would take on the threatening metallic gleam of razor blades. I could hear the roots of loneliness creeping through me when the world was hushed at four o'clock in the morning. Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle

Really, I says a big thanks for tjis story and this novel. I was like a bird in the ski wich is beard bby the wind since is born. I hope later I can finish it

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Ok so I am up to chapter 4 and the first world is confusing. The author mixed up the tv show supernatural with the movie chronicle. The first worl is chronicle because he is looking to get telekinetic powers from the object they find.

It’s Really good, keep up the good work Bird