Other Worlds

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  • Shipwreck — part 7

    Jiro thought that he was fortunate in one respect: no one had actually seen him leave the house and take the direction that he had. Perhaps the villagers assumed he would take either of the ways along the coast. It was a steep, exhausting path, and he saw signs that it was used for woodcutting…

  • Shipwreck — part 6

    The village huddled on the last flat ground at the foot of a steep rise toward the mountains. Jiro found a path that led upward (to where, who knew?), climbed a short distance to a vantage where he could see the nearest houses, and watched. He saw something move—away in the rain where one house…

  • Shipwreck — part 5

    Could he wring any knowledge out of this woman without making them doubt his pose as an agent of the daimyo? He felt like he was traveling in the dark, afraid to kindle a light. “Woman, how far is it to the closest town—where one would find trading establishments, or perhaps a government official in…

  • Shipwreck — part 4

    “You must bear his body to a place where it is safe from the elements,” said Jiro. When no one moved, he kicked the man closest to him. “You! Is your village near here?” “Yes—lord!” “Then go quickly and come back with what is needed. The shipwreck is not to be touched except on my…