The lecture on magic at an end, Tanaka-san beckons then accompanies me into a personal office. There is a picture of Tanaka with a younger woman and a young girl on his desk. One wall bears a katana braced on … Continue reading →

It takes about fifteen minutes to walk to Burwood, while I listen to an audio book. “The First Tail”, Taniko Williams. All about a kitsune alchemist… For now, I’m walking sans illusions, relying on my hoody and long skirt for … Continue reading →

The sun shines beneath the blinds of my bedtime window. I hear a whisper, which carries a strangely grandiose elegance: “Amaterasu welcomes you to our family.” I shoot up in bed, and in so doing accidentally yank on the tail … Continue reading →