Here’s a beautiful Japanese sci-fi piece by new contributor Russell Hemmell. The first story in Part II, our literary section.
‘The Fireflies of Todaiji’ by Russell Hemmell
They strolled along Sinus Iridum’s walking area, luscious and green—the dome’s borders looming in the distance. Artificiality nonetheless, it’s an awesome place, Chandra thought.
“Thanks for having me here.” Yumiko said with a timid smile. “Would you honour me and visit my home?”
“For the Todaji. There’s no better occasion to be in New Hokkaido.”
“Todaji? What’s that?”
“It’s the main event of the year. We celebrate the coming of spring and the cherry blossoms.”
“I’m not sure I understand, Yumiko.”
“What’s not to understand? It’s a water festival, and in Japan they regularly hold it.”
“See? At least two things in your sentence that don’t add up. This is not Japan, it’s not even Earth. And, water is at a premium everywhere on the Moon. Can’t believe things are that different in your settlement,” Chandra said.
“Don’t you think that at least people like us, born and bred on the lunar surface—or under, depending on where your home is—should start building our own culture?”
Yumiko stared at her with a dismayed face. “I like traditions. I like festivals.”
“Of a place you have never seen, and of a language you can’t even write any longer.”
“I still speak Japanese.”
“If you were there now, they would treat you as an alien—and this is what you are, Yumiko. A human alien from the Satellite.”
Her friend lowered her head, remaining silent for a moment. “So you’re not coming.”
Chandra thought about it. “Is it dangerous? You know I’m still recovering from my training injuries of last term.”
“No danger. And it’s only a few hours from Russell Bay.”
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