Star-kissed midnight skies. Blousy sakura blooms, glinting by moonlight. Lipstick marks on coffee cup edges. Matchstick houses. Chapter twenty six. The light as you walk past Arlington Street at 4.43pm. A smudge of dust. When the sun is swallowed by the horizons. BYREDO Burning Rose, a wave from across the bedroom. Used book shops. Selecting an entire row of macarons, flavour by flavour, one by one.