Author: Goro Nakamua

My grandfather was a shepherd. He tended his fields with kindness, mercy, and honor. His sheep obeyed his every command, because he treated them as his own children. They ate at his table. Then came the wolves. Vicious and hungry, they struck hard

I remember when my village was haunted by a great Beast. This was no ordinary Beast. He was feared and revered by all, roaring so loud he shook homes to their foundation. When his form entered the town, everyone cowered, knowing

In my youth, my favorite tale was that of the two frogs. You see, long ago in Japan there lived two frogs, one from Osaka and the other from Kyoto. At such a great distance apart, they did not know one

In my father’s small village, there was a man named Rukil. Old Rukil was an amazing artist, painting these vast landscapes and beautifully vivid canvases. Every one of them was presented to his wife, who cried with joy at them every

Long ago, there lived a great Dragon. In his youth, this Dragon had terrorized all that he laid eyes upon. Whatever he wanted, he took. Because none could stand against his might. All those who opposed him were burned to ashes,