Chapter 1: On the Mountain
he mountain was quiet that night.
Tsukiko had always been sensitive to her surroundings, the prickle of a colder wind that meant winter was on the way or the aroma of the first tiger lily blooming in the summer. Tonight felt the same. It wasn't uncommon for the mountain to be quiet, but what engulfed her senses was complete silence; something that made the spring air heavy and sick.
In just a few moments the moonlight would rain down upon the dried river, where Tsukiko sat cross-legged, in d...