I had written that the previous story was my favorite among the few I've finished. After rereading and translating this one, I don't think so anymore.
This was written quickly, from start to finish. Without any planning, as far as I recall. The story came vivid to me as I was writing it.
The file was called 031114.txt, because it was part of a series of texts written every night for a week or so, but now I renamed it, for its obvious influence from my first favorite author.
Influence is a funny thing, it comes naturally, not intended, unexpected.