I don't know what to say about this one. I did enjoy it. The melancholy is such a staple for Japanese literature. I've read a few japanese books, and they all share this silence, emptiness, loneliness. It is not only negative, it is beautiful as well. It is something in between. It just is.

For a dystopian novel, it's so weird to read one like this that does not really explain that much. We just follow the protagonist as she lives in her world, trying to help, but mostly just living her life as best she can. There is no fight against an evil machine, only silent questions.

I really enjoyed the story within the story, the manuscript she is writing. It was so sad.

When reading dystopian books from the west, there is often a motive that makes the reader think about government, environment, such things. I don't know what this is trying to say. Maybe nothing. Maybe it is just something to enjoy in the moment and then let it slip away. Need to think on it.

It was beautiful though. It is very quiet and calm, not rushing places at all. There is very little to explain anything, just a quiet story about this island where things disappear from peoples minds.