Nenshou Fire: Recoil My daughter has started a new fiction series on her blog; I’ll just link to it here for anyone who’s interested. A cold circular object is pressed to my head, a hand reaching around to cover my mouth before I can make a sound. My eyes squeeze shut reflexively. Is this it? Is this how I’m going to die? After so much time of hiding, running, escaping the war around me, am I finally reaching the end of my life? My heart explodes inside me, waiting for the explosion of powder, marking the final moments of my life…but nothing comes. I open my eyes, surprised. What is this? Why hasn’t he made that one little motion that would end my life? —Nenshou Fire Related Posted in OTHER ← Enough with “firewalls”Spiral Windows →