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“Last wave?”
“Yes.”
“What does that mean?”
The fisherwoman looked at me with eyes of a deep blue shade. They weren’t the eyes of a person from the modern age, more like those of an animal. Her gaze didn’t really distinguish between man and animal, nor between man and sea.
“I can understand all your sounds. From the second wave to the five hundred eighty-first wave, I can hear all the sounds you make,” I said.
This meant that I could understand the languages of the warriors she had led. Yes, I could have said that, but I spoke in the way she could understand me because I wanted to.
A village had been lost, swept by a tidal wave. It didn’t even leave ruins behind. No trace of their words was left. As I reminisced about their doom, I made the sounds that only two people in the universe now shared.
“You don’t need to search for small or big villages anymore. I’m your last wave, and this is the world’s last village.”
She continued to stare at me. Her blue eyes were clear, like water unperturbed by ripples. Doubt, confusion, panic—emotions would leave marks on anyone’s irises, but her eyes bore no such marks.
She asked, “Are you a god?”
“I want to become...
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