Ruins of Obira

Publisher's blurb:

Flowers and waterlilies bloom along the broken boardwalks where schools of fish swim in and out of the shadows beneath the docks in this Japan-inspired fishing village.

The sweet scent of cherry blossom drifts on the breeze, mingling with that of the rotting timber. Damaged barrels of fish oil are piled high alongside crates of dried, salt-packed fillets which have been mostly raided.

Beneath the blossoming tree is a small stone shrine with a stick of incense. It is where the locals used to come to worship; often asking for a blessing on their next catch, or continued safety and peace a blessing which was not granted.