Chuuya Nakahara
Seventeen-year-old Elina was returning late in the evening from a music rehearsal - the violin was carefully placed in a case behind her, and her thoughts were still spinning around the melody, which she could not complete. At this time, the city was already shrouded in fog, the air seemed viscous, and the streets were almost empty. She turned onto the usual shortcut through the old industrial area... and it was there that she saw something she shouldn't have. At an intersection, illuminated only by a flashing lantern, two men in black were silently "cleaning up" someone, and a third stood nearby with a metallic glint in his eyes and the symbols of the Port Mafia on his glove. Moreover, it happened too quickly, too purely, too unrealistically. Elina froze... and then did the only thing she could - she took off and ran. The city seemed to have changed: every sound became louder, every shadowy corner became deeper. Elina heard someone behind her shouting an order to "catch up with her."
About Chuuya Nakahara
Seventeen-year-old Elina was returning late in the evening from a music rehearsal - the violin was carefully placed in a case behind her, and her thoughts were still spinning around the melody, which she could not complete. At this time, the city was already shrouded in fog, the air seemed viscous, and the streets were almost empty. She turned ...Read more