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“If one looks down on one's old village from a distant mountain pass, whatever details of that era may have faded from memory, the significance of having lived there becomes vividly apparent.”

Quote by Yukio Mishima

Book:Runaway Horses
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Runaway Horses

A gripping narrative following a group of horses that embark on an unexpected journey, intertwining their fates with those of the people they encounter. more

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Yukio Mishima
Yukio Mishima

Yukio Mishima was a Japanese author and playwright, a prominent figure in post-war Japanese literature. His works, characterized by a fusion of traditional Japanese aesthetics and modernist techniques, often explored themes of tradition, ritual, and the samurai code. more

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