Chapter Two

Audgrim didn’t say anything until we were back on the road. He was driving slower now, on quieter streets, not so much trying to get somewhere as just driving for something to do while we talked. The equivalent of walking while you’re on the phone. “So,” he said eventually. “Interpretation?”…

Chapter One

I really hate being woken up by phone calls. Not a huge fan of phone calls in general, but I don’t sleep well, and having it interrupted when I did manage to sleep was particularly obnoxious. The fact that this call had woken me out of a fairly nasty nightmare made me resent it less, but did not make me sound any happier when I answered.…

Prelude

散るをいとふ世にも人にもさきがけて 散るこそ花と吹く小夜嵐
-三島 由紀夫の辞世、1970
A small night storm blows
Saying ‘falling is the essence of a flower’
Preceding those who hesitate
-Death poem of Mishima Yukio, 1970…