The Red Thread
An old tale says an invisible red thread ties two people who are meant to meet. Follow ours.
A Shared Umbrella
A sudden autumn rain outside a library in Yogyakarta. Raka had an umbrella, Kirana had a long walk home, and the walk ended up taking three hours.
Letters Across the Sea
A scholarship took Kirana to Kyoto. For two years they wrote real letters, and each one was folded into a paper crane.
Under the Maples
Raka flew in for momiji season. On a stone bridge in Arashiyama, with red leaves falling into the water, he asked, and she said yes.
Where the Thread Ends
The thread brought us back to the place where it was tied. We would love for you to be there when we make it a knot.