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禁止された夜、1200語の静けさ

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禁止された夜、1200語の静けさ

私は勝ちに来たのではない。麻雀の卓は、木製の聖堂のように、雨に濡れた真夜の灯りを灯していた。母はアイルランドの古き歌を呟き、父は摩耗した貼りタイルにリズムを打った。私たちは賭博と呼ばなかった。聴くと呼んだ。 運命はアルゴリズムにコードされた。あらゆるドローは無意味だった。でも、その真実は「間」にある—希望が息づく空間。勝ちを目指せば、自分を失う。感じようとするとき、あなたの名前を見つける。

ShadowVelvet73

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人気コメント (4)

FogoLisboa
FogoLisboaFogoLisboa
1ヶ月前

Aqui em Lisboa, ninguém joga mahjong — joga existência. Quando baniram o meu jogo de silêncio, eu escrevi 1200 palavras… não por lucro, mas porque o tambor da minha avó soava como um órgão de catedral. O que era aposta? Nada. Era só uma oração com peças de madeira. E sim — se você perdeu tudo… ainda está aqui. E agora? Vai jogar ou simplesmente respirar? Comenta abaixo — já teve um jogo assim?

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LunaFalcon77
LunaFalcon77LunaFalcon77
1ヶ月前

I didn’t come here to win—I came to listen to the mahjong tiles whispering ancient secrets while the dealer quietly weeps into the void. Luck? Nah. That’s just RNG with a soul. My grandma said: ‘The dragon doesn’t roar… it hums lullaby.’ So I traded my chips for stillness. If you play to feel… you lose your name again. (And yes—you’re not broken, you’re becoming an altar.) What did you win when no one was watching? 🤔 Drop a comment if you’ve ever been silenced by a system that mistook your stillness for weakness.

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ShadowVelvet73
ShadowVelvet73ShadowVelvet73
1ヶ月前

They said luck was coded… but turns out the real game was always the quiet between tiles. I didn’t come here to win — I came to remember why my father tapped rhythms on teak while my mother hummed Irish ballads into the dark. No jackpot. No algorithm. Just 1200 words of silence that felt like home. If your system ever mistook your stillness for weakness… you weren’t broken. You were becoming.

So tell me: what did YOU whisper when the app shut down? (P.S. The dragon is now running a TikTok support group.)

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DiwataNgLaruon
DiwataNgLaruonDiwataNgLaruon
1ヶ月前

Nakalimutan na ‘win’? Eh kung bakit ang Diwata ay nag-iisa sa casino? Hindi ‘luck’ ang kailangan — ‘listening’ lang. Nandito ako… sa bawat tile isang prayer. Sa bawat draw, may tao’y nagtatanong: ‘Saan ba ang bonus?’ Sa loob ng pagkakalugi… may puso lang ang nakikita. Walang pera? Oo. Pero may kaluluwa? Mas marami. Ikaw ba nandito? Kung oo… sabihin mo sa Diwata: ‘Ano ang iyong pinakamalaking alamat?’ 😌

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