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Any books that are told using non-traditional storytelling, books that don’t have clear cut plots and objectives within characters, but rather show characters living their lives? Think slice of life anime’s but in book form.

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She slept beneath a sea of stars. Soft eastern wind swept down the high hills and low places of the wilderness. Feeling it brush past her fingers and hair, she awoke at last and saw the blue night rising over her. It would be around this time for men of the wood to close and lock their doors, animals to emerge from the thick brush, and for giants to wade through trees like tall grass. With the moon hanging low, the world was as it always had been, quiet and still. But in secret, she knew this night would be different. There were stars beyond stars coming to shine upon the land, and now they had risen again. All she had to do was wait, and there would soon be wonder.

Autumn had finally arrived with his cool breath, and many leaves had flown off as the wind went, only to sink lower and become lost in black undergrowth. There, fell logs and stones lay hidden amidst wild stalks of grass, with the light of bobbing fireflies blinking in and out. The land was also cluttered with far reaching trees, dark and swaying. Each passing breeze sent their branches rustling softly against each other, the sound like clear ocean water spreading itself against a distant shore. Hidden in bushes and trees were crickets chattering out to one another in continuous noise. Grass scratched against thick tree bark, the sound growing. All the while there could be heard the low growl of giant’s song, through hill and valley, tree and stone, blending into the forest’s sweet sound. Her music filled every hole and hollow.

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