Across the Nightingale Floor
A New York Times Notable Book of the Year
“Satisfyingly rich in incident yet admirably spare in the telling…Hearn has created a world I anticipate returning to with pleasure.”
—The New York Times Book Review
“The book seizes you from start to finish.”
—The Washington Post
“The stuff of truly original fantasy.”
—Locus
“As exciting a debut as any in recent years—part Shogun, part Lord of the Rings, and entirely enchanting.”
—Milwaukee Journal Sentinel
“[An] epic fantasy…The most compelling novel to have been published this year…Across the Nightingale Floor creates an imaginary landscape through which the characters move and suffer, to considerable effect…. In a genre as full of traps for the unwary as the nightingale floor itself, Hearn has crossed the first part with honor.”
—The Times (London)
“The most extraordinary novel…The passion and rapture of this story is so compelling that it’s almost worth delaying your holiday for.”
—The Independent on Sunday (UK)
“Takeo’s journey of self-discovery, his first great love, and his transformation from confused boy to brave warrior in a chaotic time will keep readers riveted. The Lord of the Rings phenomenon should pave the way for the success of worthy adventure trilogies, and this tale of love, loyalty, and courage is deserving of comparison to old favorites.”
—Booklist
“A rousingly muscular adventure, replete with shadowy assassins, fluttering battle flags, and doomed love.”
—Kirkus Reviews
“For fans of Japanese samurai warrior fantasy, this novel is…filled with swords, clan in-fighting, love affairs, invisibility, and magical Ninja powers.”
—Publishers Weekly
“Complex but fast-paced, a rousing adventure reminiscent of Arthurian legend that’s told with all the urgency of a modern-day thriller.”
—Book magazine
“An original and exquisitely wrought adventure story.”
—The Observer (UK)
“The plot is gripping and the writing is beautiful, packed with authentic, atmospheric detail.”
—The Daily Mail (UK)
“Powered by fairy-tale magic and an action-packed plot…good old-fashioned storytelling at its best.”
—The Daily Yomiuri (Japan)
Grass for His Pillow
A New York Times Notable Book of the Year
“A welcome sequel…deliciously readable.”
—The New York Times Book Review
“This is the second installment in Hearn’s trilogy and astonishingly it’s even better than last year’s Across the Nightingale Floor…. The beauty, savagery, and strangeness of Hearn’s gripping tale is heightened by [the] exquisite, crystalline prose.”
—Independent on Sunday (UK)
“Contains the same fantastic characters and fabulous events as its predecessor. The second in the series will certainly appeal to readers who enjoyed the author’s popular Across the Nightingale Floor.”
—Dallas Morning News
“Adept at creating vivid natural settings where the supernatural feels unusually plausible, Hearn catches fresh details of trees, birds, rivers, and mountains. With quick, direct sentences like brushstrokes on a Japanese scroll, she suggests vast and mysterious landscapes full of both menace and wonder.”
—Publishers Weekly
“Lian Hearn is creating an imaginary world every bit as absorbing as Middle Earth and Hogwarts…. This is the same mysterious oriental landscape that beguiled Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon audiences.”
—The Guardian (UK)
Brilliance of the Moon
“The exquisite details of landscape and aristocratic life seem to make Hearn’s trilogy a living, moving Japanese scroll painting…. An enthralling and original work of fantasy.”
—The Times (London)
“Brilliance of the Moon is hard to put down.”
—Milwaukee Journal Sentinel
“There is heroism, to be sure, and many a noble speech, but there are also a sadness and an acknowledgment of human folly that raise Hearn’s writing far above where it’s been before. Lyric fantasy with a rare sense of the tragic.”
—Kirkus Reviews
“A worthy conclusion to a genuinely thrilling epic saga. Even more good news lies in the fact that the ending leaves open the possibility of another Otori trilogy.”
—Booklist
“Kinetic, blood-splashed combat alternates with contemplative stillness…. Extraordinary.”
—The Evening Standard (UK)
“Hearn continues her vividly related tale, set in an imaginary medieval Japan.”
—Library Journal
“Brings to a thrilling and graceful conclusion the three volumes of Lian Hearn’s innovative fantasy, Tales of the Otori…Retains in its visual beauty and distinctive character the entrancing atmosphere of Old Japan created in Across the Nightingale Floor…there are yet those moments of perfect stillness which make these books and their vision special.”
—The Advertiser
THE TALES OF THE OTORI SERIES
Across the Nightingale Floor
Grass for His Pillow
Brilliance of the Moon
THE HARSH CRY OF THE HERON
LIAN HEARN
The Last Tale of the Otori
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Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Acknowledgments
THE HARSH CRY OF THE HERON
MAIN CHARACTERS
Otori Takeo: ruler of the Three Countries
Otori Kaede: his wife
Shigeko: their eldest daughter, heir to Maruyama
Maya:
their twin daughters
Miki:
Arai Zenko: head of the Arai clan, lord of Kumamoto
Arai Hana: his wife, Kaede’s sister
Sunaomi:
their sons
Chikara:
Muto Kenji: head of the Muto family and the Tribe
Muto Shizuka: Kenji’s niece and successor, mother to Zenko and Taku
Muto Taku: Takeo’s spymaster
Sada: a member of the Tribe; Maya’s companion
Mai: Sada’s sister
Yuki (Yusetsu): Kenji’s daughter, Hisao’s mother
Muto Yasu: a merchant
Imai Bunta: Shizuka’s informant
Dr. Ishida: Shizuka’s husband, Takeo’s physician
Sugita Hiroshi: senior retainer of Maruyama
Miyoshi Kahei: Takeo’s commander in chief, lord of Yamagata
Miyoshi Gemba: Kahei’s brother
Sonoda Mitsuru: lord of Inuyama
Ai: his wife, Kaede’s sister
Matsuda Shingen: abbot of the temple at Terayama
Kubo Makoto (later Eikan): his successor, Takeo’s closest friend
Minoru: Takeo’s scribe
Kuroda Junpei:
Takeo’s bodyguards
Kuroda Shinsaku:
Terada Fumio: explorer and sea captain
Lord Kono: a nobleman, son of Lord Fujiwara
Saga Hideki: the Emperor’s general, lord of the Eastern Isles
Don João: a foreign merchant
Don Carlo: a foreign priest
Madaren: their interpreter
Kikuta Akio: head of the Kikuta family
Kikuta Hisao: his son
Kikuta Gosaburo: Akio’s uncle
Horses
Tenba: a black horse given by Shigeko to Takeo
The two sons of Raku, both gray mane with black tail
Ryume: Taku’s horse
Keri: Hiroshi’s horse
Ashige: Shigeko’s gray horse
The sound of the Gion Shoja bells echoes
the impermanence of all things.
The color of the sala flowers reveals the truth
that the prosperous must decline.
The proud do not endure, they are like a dream
on a spring night;
The mighty fall at last, they are
as dust before the wind.
THE TALE OF THE HEIKE
translated by Helen Craig McCullough
1
Come quickly! Father and Mother are fighting!”
Otori Takeo heard his daughter’s voice clearly as she called to her sisters from within the residence at Inuyama castle, in the same way he heard all the mingled sounds of the castle and the town beyond. Yet he ignored them, as he ignored the song of the boards of the nightingale floor beneath his feet, concentrating only on his opponent: his wife, Kaede.
They were fighting with wooden poles. He was taller, but she was naturally left-handed and hence as strong with either hand, whereas his right hand had been crippled by a knife cut many years ago and he had had to learn to use his left; nor was this the only injury to slow him.
It was the last day of the year, bitterly cold, the sky pale gray, the winter sun feeble. Often in winter they practiced this way: It warmed the body and kept the joints flexible, and Kaede liked her daughters to see how a woman might fight like a man.
The girls came running. With the new year the eldest, Shigeko, would turn fifteen, the two younger ones thirteen. The boards sang under Shigeko’s tread, but the twins stepped lightly in the way of the Tribe. They had run across the nightingale floor since they were infants, and had learned almost unconsciously how to keep it silent.
Kaede’s head was covered with a red silk scarf wound around her face, so Takeo could see only her eyes. They were filled with the energy of the fight, and her movements were swift and strong. It was hard to believe she was the mother of three children—she still moved with the strength and freedom of a girl. Her attack made him all too aware of his age and his physical weaknesses. The jar of Kaede’s blow on his pole set his hand aching.
“I concede,” he said.
“Mother won!” the girls crowed.
Shigeko ran to her mother with a towel. “For the victor,” she said, bowing and offering the towel in both hands.
“We must be thankful we are at peace,” Kaede said, smiling and wiping her face. “Your father has learned the skills of diplomacy and no longer needs to fight for his life!”
“At least I am warm now!” Takeo said, beckoning to one of the guards, who had been watching from the garden, to take the poles.
“Let us fight you, Father!” Miki, the younger of the twins, pleaded. She went to the edge of the veranda and held her hands out to the man. He was careful not to look at her or touch her as he handed over the pole.
Takeo noticed his reluctance. Even grown men, hardened soldiers, were afraid of the twins—even, he thought with sorrow, their own mother.
“Let me see what Shigeko has learned,” he said. “You may each have one bout with her.”
For several years his oldest daughter had spent the greater part of the year at Terayama, where under the supervision of the old abbot, Matsuda Shingen, who had been Takeo’s teacher, she studied the Way of the Houou. She had arrived at Inuyama the day before, to celebrate the New Year with her family, and her own coming of age. Takeo watched her now as she took the pole he had used and made sure Miki had the lighter one. Physically she was very like her mother, with the same slenderness and apparent fragility, but she had a character all her own, practical, good-humored, and steadfast. The Way of the Houou was rigorous in its discipline, and her teachers made no a
llowances for her age or sex, yet she accepted the teaching and training, the long days of silence and solitude, with wholehearted eagerness. She had gone to Terayama by her own choice, for the Way of the Houou was a way of peace, and from childhood she had shared in her father’s vision of a peaceful land where violence was never allowed to spread.
Her method of fighting was quite different from the way he had been taught, and he loved to watch her, appreciating how the traditional moves of attack had been turned into self-defense, with the aim of disarming the opponent without hurting him.
“No cheating,” Shigeko said to Miki, for the twins had all their father’s Tribe skills—even more, he suspected. Now that they were turning thirteen these skills were developing rapidly, and though they were forbidden to use them in everyday life, sometimes the temptation to tease their teachers and outwit their servants became too great.
“Why can’t I show Father what I have learned?” Miki said, for she had also recently returned from training—in the Tribe village with the Muto family. Her sister Maya would return there after the celebrations. It was rare these days for the whole family to be together—the children’s different education, the parents’ need to give equal attention to all of the Three Countries meant constant travel and frequent separations. The demands of government were increasing—negotiations with the foreigners; exploration and trade; the maintenance and development of weaponry; the supervision of local districts who organized their own administration; agricultural experiments; the import of foreign craftsmen and new technologies; the tribunals that heard complaints and grievances. Takeo and Kaede shared these burdens equally, she dealing mainly with the West, he with the Middle Country, and both of them jointly with the East, where Kaede’s sister Ai and her husband, Sonoda Mitsuru, held the former Tohan domain, including the castle at Inuyama where the family were staying for the winter.