Chapter Thirteen: Speech Contest

Chapter Seventeen: Highway to Hell

The ground was scattered with majestic boulders that seemed to cascade down the hillside. In a murky pond a stone sculpture of a grand ship with a proud, emblazoned sail appeared to float upon the water, with its portly dwarfish crew captained by a stout samurai.

Chapter Sixteen: Summer Festival Part Two

"I had entertained the thought that being cloaked in the appropriate apparel would make me feel more involved, when in fact I felt far more self conscious and fraudful."

Chapter Fifteen: Summer Festival Part One

Being alone, I stood to the side and took some photographs, but my alabaster skin betrayed my clandestinity and a couple of merry folk gave me high-fives.

Chapter Fourteen: Totoro Woods, Monkeys and Death Roads

On one of these many colourful cartographies I had found something called the ‘Totoro Forest.’

Chapter Thirteen: Speech Contest

What is there to fight for? Everything! Life itself, isn’t that enough? To be lived, suffered, enjoyed!