One of the more popular stories featuring an onryo, is the story of Okiku and the Nine Plates. Continue reading “Okiku”
In Fleet Street, death was an Event. It was the one certainty people had, and they watched it all with ill-concealed excitement, especially when the circumstances were suspicious, then it became the subject of eager speculation. And for some, death was also an opportunity.
Feeling a little under the weather, so here’s another snippet.
The omnibus was crowded full of young clerks and other business people off to an early morning’s start. The low din of chatter was almost soothing as we passed carriages and cabs and the odd bicycle amongst the streets. There weren’t many who stopped at my destination. Fleet Street was hardly renown for its offices. I have no clue exactly what I would be finding here, but I kept my eyes peeled for anything. Soon, I hear the commotion of Something Happening. A large crowd gathers around a corner. I hear the whistles of police as they try to control the gathering. Drawing closer, there are whispers of, ‘‘Nother body’ ‘Jus’ like the last one’ ‘Boy, eh?’ ‘Slit along the throat’. Excitement pounded in my veins.
Here’s a topic we’ve all probably heard in one form or another: Yurei (幽靈) or simply, a spirit or ghost.