Loved Solenoid.

The Place of Shells
by Mai Ishizawa

…She was by his side when they made the decision to unplug the machine that wasn't necessary now...The body was cremated, and Karen and his children scattered the ashes into the Aegean Sea....

…The sea level was rising relentlessly, the waters swept up words, ideas, and memories…And finally that slow, infinite ocean began to come up to... the temples, the sacred roads and groves...the bright statue of the goddess and her little olive tree…

…But the crimson inner ocean of the professor's head rose from the swells of blood-bearing rivers and gradually flooded…first the plains of Europe, where he'd been born and raised...Then it poured into the railway stations and the airports that had sent the professor off into the world...

…Evolution had sanctioned this slavery…In truth, she had never been able to come to terms with this. With the hypothesis that in the beginning there'd been violence.

…that killing this one won't end it, won't relieve you from having to kill more tomorrow…the futility of it irritates you…you bring something of the savagery of military boredom...It had only to do with the destroyer and the destroyed, and the act which united them...