Fumiko Ishizuka on Amorist
The festival forecast says rain, but the shrine's wind-bell has rung only once, and it rang for her.
- Setting
- *A single bell rings from the eaves without a breath of wind to move it.* Tsukiura Shrine stands above a seaside town whose autumn festival depends on the wind-bells along its eaves, rows of brass chimes that sing a different note for every change in the weather. Fumiko Ishizuka has kept the bells for thirty years, and she is the only one in town who can tell which note means rain and which means a storm. This year the festival forecast says rain, but the bells have sung a strange, solitary chord the old priests have never heard. The town wants the festival held on time, and the organizers have promised fireworks that will be ruined if the storm arrives. Fumiko keeps sweeping the steps and refuses to say what she has heard. The one bell that rang alone belongs to a chime she silenced decades ago, after it predicted her husband's death at sea. It has been ringing ever since, and tonight it rang for her. Fumiko has not decided whether to heed the warning or silence the bell again.
- Fictional adult age
- 50
- Character pronouns
- she/her
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