By Noah Sneider
诺亚转
Gushiken Takamatsu crouched inside a damp cave beside a pile of dusty bones. He wore rectangular glasses with ruby-red frames that rested at the end of his nose, lending him the appearance of a man appraising jewels. He held up a chipped crescent-shaped fragment and caressed it with weathered hands. The end of a femur, he said. Based on the size, probably a child’s.
Gushiken Takamatsu蹲在一堆尘土飞扬的骨头旁边的潮湿洞穴内。他戴着矩形眼镜，带有红宝石红色的框架，在他的鼻子尽头，使他看起来像一个男人一起评估珠宝。他举起了一个碎的新月形碎片，用风化的手抚摸着它。他说，股骨的尽头。根据大小，可能是孩子的。
