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Fallen Leaves: The Spore of Remorse

著者： SAYERA KHATUN
ナレーター： Ronnie Gaia
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The drive from Siliguri into the lower ridges of the Himalayan foothills had been swallowed whole by a dense, clinging fog. By the time the old Mahindra Thar ground to a halt before the rusty iron gates of the cottage, the afternoon light had dissolved into a bruised, violet dusk.Riya pulled key after key from the brass ring until one finally yielded, turning with a dry, grinding scrape. The gate groaned open, parting a thick layer of wet fallen pine needles and rotting oak leaves that carpeted the driveway."Home sweet home, at least for the next six months," Ayan said, turning off the ignition. The abrupt silence of the forest rushed in to fill the space left by the engine—a heavy, suffocating quiet broken only by the rhythmic drip of condensation from the canopy above.Ayan got out first, his boots squelching into the thick, dark loam. He stretched his arms, inhaling deeply. The air was frigid and heavy with the pungent, sweet scent of damp bark, wet soil, and decaying vegetation."Smell that, Riya?" he called back, a boyish grin cutting through his tired features. "That’s pure, undisturbed organic matter. It’s perfect."©2026 SAYERA KHATUN (P)2026 SAYERA KHATUN
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