Reimu ga kara

[doji_kumoko]

I reach for the catch on the sliding panel and hook my finger under the wing of the brass cicada hikite. Slowly, so slowly, I slide the fusuma open, giving thanks for the old woman's diligence and wax. The panel makes no noise.

I peer through the crack into the dimly lit hall of the ryokan, careful to put my body between the shadow and the light

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