White Pin

Haru dragged a folded cloth board through the mud with bones for fingers and learned that dying had not ended his work. Waking up in a different world as a skeleton left him with no face to hide behind and no way to explain why his hands still knew the careful folds of itajime shibori. The party called his support skill useless, then cast him out with a pin in his locker and a laugh he could not forget. He kept going because he had made one promise before death, and breaking it felt worse than becoming a corpse. Every pattern he dyed carried a shape that looked like a map of deep water. The first person to notice that shape was Rika, and she was carrying a missing earring and a choice that w...