.post p { margin:0 0 .75em; line-height:2em; text-indent:1em; }   Yatagarasu Series Volume 1:  Ravens Shouldn't  Wear Kimono Author: Chisato Abe Prologue Once upon a time, the mountain god descended upon this land. Water overflowed from the mountain peaks. Trees blossomed and fruited. Ears of rice bowed heavily under the weight of the ripe grain.And when the mountain god saw the fertility of area, he commanded a golden raven to prepare the land for his purposes.So the golden raven divided the land among his four children.To his first child, he gave the eastern part, which was covered in wildflowers.To his second child, he gave the southern part, which was full of orchards. To his third child, he gave the western part, which was rich with rice and grain.To his fourth child, he gave northern land, where clear water flowed continuously from the mountains. The four ravens promised the golden crow that they would protect the land that had been given to them, and that their descendants would protect the land after them.This was the beginning of the four families and the four lands, and the beginning of the imperial family--and the golden raven.- Adapted from the "Tale of Yamauchi," an ancient memoir of a pilgrimage to the eastern landPrologueI was only five or six when I decided that she was the one for me.It was a morning in the middle of spring on a day of pleasant weather. My best friend and frequent companion in crime, Sumi, came to me and told me that the cherry blossoms were in bloom. I remember seeing them on the other side of the cliff, so bright and white that they looked like a hazy cloud. Sumi and I often played outside on the cliffs that marked the border between our land and the neighboring one. Adults told us not to go there, but we never listened. We ran through the trees along the cliffs, laughing and chasing each other. But then Sumi fell.She must have been distracted by the fact that there were no more trees in sight. The branches parted, revealing the sky. She tumbled down the cliff with a loud and awful sound. I was so impatient to take off my formal attire that I transformed into a bird and hurriedly flew down the cliff. When I turned back into a human and ran over to Sumi, she was swearing up a storm. I burst out laughing because at least she was all right.My laughter echoed through the narrow valley. Sumi, who had been holding her head in anger, suddenly looked over my shoulder and closed her mouth. I followed Sumi's gaze and saw the cherry blossoms there.This cliff marked the border between lands. From here, Sumi and I could see the cherry blossoms blooming across the border. There was a girl standing there, on the other side of the cliffs under the trees. I noticed her hair ornament first: it was gold and shone brightly in the sun. Her hair was a soft and generous brown, which was unusual. She gazed upon me and Sumi with pale, almost transparent eyes. Her long sleeves were a pale pink that matched the cherry blossoms well.The wind blew, scattering cherry blossoms across a pale blue sky.

Translations by Ainikki