"The moon had been observing the earth close-up longer than anyone. It must have witnessed all of the phenomena occurring – and all of the acts carried out – on this earth. But the moon remained silent; it told no stories. All it did was embrace the heavy past with a cool, measured detachment. On the moon there was neither air nor wind. Its vacuum was perfect for preserving memories unscathed." ~Haruki Murakami
M was fourteen when she lost her entire family in the Chinese Civil War. Terrified of the random violence in the country, she traveled only by night. A constant companion, the moon kept her safe. She navigated and tracked time by the phases of the moon. On the twelveth full moon she reached the island of Taiwan.