Eisuke

“You can’t fix a shared nightmare with toasted sugar,” a traveler once muttered. But in The Heart of the Forest, Eisuke proves them wrong every evening. They were once two halves of the same horror, puppets whose strings were pulled by an unseen master alongside Taihi. When the control was finally severed, they both awoke blinking in the autumn light, hollowed and silent. While Taihi wrestled with the painful shifts of their dual nature, Eisuke found an anchor in the simplest things: the crackle of a fire, the gooey pull of a marshmallow. These days, they are inseparable. Eisuke, with their gleeful eyes, understands that the mechanical echo in Taihi’s memory can’t be fought with weapons. It must be soothed with small, undeniable proofs of freedom. That’s what the marshmallow is for.