I've decided to throw it all away. My riches, my standing, my glory - and my beloved family. I shall leave them all behind, taking my leave of this era. This is a bouquet of memories in remembrance of a broken, decaying world— A collection of tales of glorious times to come, and the people who live there— And the tale of a foolish man who shall travel through time to see them all, driven by a burning wish. The lives of the women he shall meet are but mayflies in the inexorable flow of time - but how did they live, in those fleeting moments? What did they think of, and what did they try to accomplish? To me, people's lives are like precious flowers; people spend their lives trying to reach full bloom. I have tried to infuse these stories with the beauty and vivacity of such flowers - welcome to my nostalgic flower shop.

I've decided to throw it all away. My riches, my standing, my glory - and my beloved family. I shall leave them all behind, taking my leave of this era. This is a bouquet of memories in remembrance of a broken, decaying world— A collection of tales of glorious times to come, and the people who live there— And the tale of a foolish man who shall travel through time to see them all, driven by a burning wish. The lives of the women he shall meet are but mayflies in the inexorable flow of time - but how did they live, in those fleeting moments? What did they think of, and what did they try to accomplish? To me, people's lives are like precious flowers; people spend their lives trying to reach full bloom. I have tried to infuse these stories with the beauty and vivacity of such flowers - welcome to my nostalgic flower shop.