01 Sakurako
I wonder when I first learned about magic?
By the time I was old enough to remember, it was naturally just… there.
It wasn’t something “convenient” or anything like that. My grandmother would chant long incantations like she was telling a story and light a tiny flame on the palm of her hand.
It was so beautiful and fantastical that I was completely captivated.
But when I said,
“Magic is so amazing!”
my grandmother would look happy, yet also a bit sad.… Read more


