Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
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Again and again, the cicada’s untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth.

— Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
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