Customs, 2

[vmurther]

Folder tucked under my arm, I walked down an alley leading off the studied elegance of Japantown's main streets, passing doors that never get opened and dumpsters like metal menhirs. I'd exhausted the files at my office about the aswang and its relatives, and I still needed more details

Comments

[deirdremoon]

Wonderful!

[mchossman]

Still reading, still enjoying, still waiting for more entries!

I really dig the setting in this series, especially with the 'fantastically subtle' tone that you've given it. Write on!