Notes on Shuori

Farewell, mother. Leave your resentments behind. This is as far as it goes; no need for goodbyes.

Raise your hand and settle this like civilized people.

This meadow is an anomaly in this environment, only possible during extreme temperature shifts. It could be caused by fungus or a mysterious creature passing through.

The walking man, the crouching animal. In the blink of an eye, in a fleeting moment.

A tower built of snow—how come no one has ever mentioned it before?

With burning feet and a chill in our throats, we navigate the same unknown.

May you, the esteemed guests, feel right at home.

Following a string of genuine exchanges, it becomes evident that honesty is essential.

Restrain the ch-, err, restrain ... what?

For your safety, do not accept invitations from strangers to visit their homes.

We all walk and talk. We all have hair and eyes. We are ... not so different from each other.

Down the first cup, then the second, and the third. Don't stop drinking!

After a thousand years, one finally returns to their rightful place.

People reminisce about the past, perhaps because they feel the present is getting worse.

Truth and reflection.

People trust their own judgment. It's no surprise.

What distinguishes a gem from a rock?

Happiness should always be the focus of a celebration, or at least it should be.

It is regrettable that such events occur in our time.

Clasp your hands, bow your head, and become a figure gazed upon.

Leap across the chasm and rediscover the lost unknown.

And so the river flowed.

Until we meet again, in another time, in another place.