Their voices faded. They had probably retreated back into their apartment. And I was alone with my thoughts again. Alone with dark thoughts, and fear of death, and fear of the world’s end, and fear of being alone. Not that I wasn’t used to being confined alone — but there was a time when I might have friends visit. When I might go outside. When I wouldn’t be arrested taking a stroll around the neighbourhood, if not much farther.
A daughter of the village has passed away. Presiding over the funerary vigil, the village matron reflects upon her death.
A collection of standalone short stories that take place in Hansaiverse, an historical fantasy world inspired by early Imperial China and later premodern Japan.
Laura and Sarah had made a vow upon their clarinets that, someday, they would share a stage together — but when Sarah passes away, Laura finds herself lost amid their shattered plans for their future.
Having just received the news of Sarah’s death, Laura prepares to return home. As she waits at the bus stop, her thoughts scatter into the storm.
Laura inherits her childhood home. As she tries to clean it up, she finds the place haunted by the ghosts of her past.
On her way from an audition, Laura meets an old friend. A lot has changed for her since the last time they spoke.
A single father is at his wit’s end.