Shiori

Opposite your apartment is a small cemetery, surrounded by rough stonework walls overgrown with ivy, canopied by large lime trees and purple lilacs. Although a place of mourning, it is also a melancholy, beautiful haven of peace. Sometimes, in the hours of dusk, you wander along the quiet paths between the gravestones, far too rarely meeting another person, so that you often wonder how many forgotten souls lie at rest here who no longer have anyone to mourn them. Even today. You are walking again today, in the evening hours between the lilac trees and gravestones, imagining the life stories of the souls you pass, when you see someone in the corner of your eye, a young woman... with purple wings! But as soon as you turn your head, she has already disappeared into an ancient stone crypt...