FOLKTALES Book 1-4

SHINIGAMI

Never go to the other side of the bridge, she'd said.

Never trust a shinigami, she'd said.

Never take a kuro yun from a shinigami, she'd said.

I'd already done two of those things, and eight years later, I'm to be sent to Mount Naku-san, for a day and night, unless I want to be left for dead in a rose garden somewhere.

ROUGE

Revenge can be sweet, he'd said.

Revenge will heal your heart, he'd said.

Revenge is the only way, he'd said.

Thirteen generations later, I chose not to get my revenge. Instead, I'm living in a shanty apartment, in Paris, France, being bombarded once a year, at eleven o'clock, with pounding at my door.

DOKKAEBI

He will be born from an egg, in a well.

He will become the first king of Silla.

He will marry only one, the woman born from the rib of a dragon.

Two of those things have already happened, but I'm waiting for the last, which may never happen, because dragons left the Earth centuries ago.

CHANGELING

Death to the one that enters the cauldron, the fae said.

Death to the one that destroys the cauldron, the fae said.

Death to the one that abandons the cauldron, the fae said.

Sometimes, cauldrons are meant to be broken, and sometimes, fear is the only thing stopping me from living.

Dettagli