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    小説あらすじ

    ◆100人の亡霊という物語の紹介◆
    文明が後退した世界の果ての港町。
    北のシェルターで150年前に起こった核戦争から逃れるため
    数百人の古代人間達が冷凍睡眠をしていた。

    ミオは
    そんな彼らが目覚め街を賑やかにすることをひとり夢見て居た。



    100 people of ghost

    In whiskey factory of the former site of the shelter,
    Hundred people of the ancients is to ice pickled, asleep.

    People who were at the mercy of the eschatology chose to end is this huge shelter.

    Grandmother was born era, seems people incredibly there were.

    This Teto~uru that has become to me one person also, a long time ago was a famous fishing village in whiskey factory.
    The record, has been left to the city and the hills of the library that sank to the bottom of the sea.

    At the time of the technology is fiercely, even that pile of rubble, but so was a big tower.
    If you remain continue to be exposed to the sea breeze there is no person of care, this port will soon return to the wilderness.

    Dream of theme park that went bankrupt before I was born,
    National highway, which sank into the sea.

    The end of the world such a thing like.

    I am now, have been left here on behalf of the custodian of the shelter.
    It was scheduled to awaken all of the people after3 years.
    According to a recent survey, 99% of people who sleep in the shelter while ice pickled
    That it is not to wake up again.
    Also old age 150 years, they are what the feelings in this future, will what you hoped?

    Three years later, when someone wake up, how good it is to guide the anywhere?


    Three years later, when someone wake up, how good it is to guide the anywhere?

    That day was a meteor of the night.
    Countless stars fall in the direction of the shelter, I saw a dream that surprised the 100 people of the ghost.


    The Butterfly Effect.


    Sound of the surf and the sound of the bell of a distant church.

    I wake up alone.
     
    Recently, the sound of those bells I knew the thing by solar energy.
     
    If you feel the presence of people, it's a shame it was good for anything.
     
    I the passage of time alone, are watching with sound of the waves.

    When I kick the sea, it will reach to become a big wave to distant continents.

      When I blow the fluff, the wind will blow away to far distant rough clouds.
     

    This world wide.
     
    Flowing down the tears, become a part of the sea, I will wake up tomorrow.



    2014(c)eriyan

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