Stories · 茶席の間
The room keeps what
the road forgets.
A photograph holds what she saw.
The story follows what she questioned.
The door is closed, not locked.
Beyond it, every place holds a story.
The room keeps what
Memory · 余韻の間
Some journeys
are kept in shadow.
A case, a folded obi, a branch after winter. Each carries the trace of a place, a person, or an unanswered question.