Yei Theodora Ozaki blends folklore, cosmology, and proto-feminist mythmaking into a lavish epic where celestial damage, magical warfare, and bureaucratic diplomacy unfold under the capable reign of a twenty-five-foot-tall Empress. More than a fairy tale, it reads like a mythopoetic blueprint—suggesting that the repair of a broken world requires not just courage, but color, craft, and the collaboration of gods.

A snowstorm becomes the stage for a ghostly visitation in this haunting, reticent tale of mercy and memory. Beneath its spare surface lies a meditation on secrecy, devotion, and the quiet terror of a promise kept too long.