Memories are gifts from the gods. But they can also be a curse…
Washing up on a strange and distant shore after being swept off her ship, Keiko is given the precious opportunity to walk away from who she was and find true peace and happiness. Two things that have eluded her ever since she first took up her father’s sword.
But Keiko should know that she can never truly escape her past.
When her new life is upended, Keiko sees that the true path of the samurai is one that she can never run away from. It is only through vengeance that can she ever hope to find peace for her troubled soul.
With a literary journey spanning more than a dozen captivating novels set in historical Japan and a collection of evocative haikus, India Millar has embarked on a diverse career. Her professional odyssey commenced amidst the machinery of British Gas's heavy industry, eventually culminating within the hallowed halls of the British Library, where the tapestry of knowledge and storytelling merged seamlessly. Now, India finds herself in the idyllic embrace of early retirement on the enchanting Costa Blanca. As she continues to explore the realms of history and poetry, India remains deeply grateful for the winding path that has led her to this peaceful and creative haven. Each word written, each page turned, is a testament to the enduring passion for storytelling that continues to shape her life's narrative.
Sadly like many books by Americans, the most common word used is "gotten". In Britain we are taught never to use this word. There is always a better more descriptive word to prefer. In one of her books she refers to Hari Kari. It should actually be "Hara Kiri". But the stories are good since I seem to addicted to ancient Japanese stories