“Neotnia translates his words: ‘When I was a little boy, my parents didn’t dance, but they loved to take me camping. I remember being around a campfire much like this one and gazing at the stars with them. I noticed how some showed brighter than others, and some twinkled at different rates. I asked what they were, and my parents told me the stars were kami. “Beautiful, shining kami in the sky. All different. All unique. Just like us.” I had never heard the word before, so assumed “kami” was simply another name for“people”. After that, whenever we went camping, I would always tell my parents I couldn’t wait until nightfall so I could see the beautiful shining people in the sky.” StarsJapanCampfireKamiSumo Book:Beautiful Shining People Source: Beautiful Shining People
“Neotnia tilts her head and looks up at me for some time. And those eyes, the way they peer at me, it’s as if she can see facets of myself I’m not even aware of. Then with a motion so slight, she nods. ‘Hai,’ she says, and she presses her lips together and turns towards the blanket of stars above.” LoveStarsEyes Book:Beautiful Shining People Source: Beautiful Shining People
“Being out here, me and Neotnia, under those stars, I realize that even though we’re so small, our differences are as vast as the spaces between them.” LoveStars Book:Beautiful Shining People Source: Beautiful Shining People