Watercolor meadow of wildflowers beside still water, a great cloud rising over distant mountains

A personal digital garden · 物語の庭

Stories, pixels & warm places.

Long-form writing, photography and the small live signals of a life spent in RPG towns, quiet hills, and the space between.

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Why there is always a train

From Spirited Away to The Wind Rises — on locomotion as liminality and the quiet heroism of departure.

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A man cycling through wind-blown grass above a seaside village, Ghibli style
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From the camera roll

Self-hosted, uncompressed — a little pond of everything I've been looking at.

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