Should a person's life blaze and fade like an ephemeral flower, or remain ordinary and enduring like wild grass?
Should we stay together through thick and thin, or forget each other in the wider world?
A thousand-year-old black wolf demon who has survived a heavenly tribulation and eaten a hundred human hearts, an ordinary young woman in the bloom of her youth, the blood clan, and the kindling: because of a door, because of a house, they are swept into a whirlpool from which there is no escape.
A lighthearted short story
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