Ren gripped the encyclopedia. "It is the hour that belongs to you," he whispered, "not to me."
The sun was completely gone now. The first stars pricked through the purple haze. The Omagatoki was ending. The Hour of Meeting Evil Spirits: An Encycloped...
The woman stopped at Ren’s gate. Her face was a blur of features, shifting like smoke. "Do you have the time, child?" she asked. Her voice sounded like dry leaves scraping on stone. Ren gripped the encyclopedia
Ren watched a figure approach from the treeline. It looked like a woman in a tattered kimono, but she moved without the sound of grass rustling. When she passed a standing stone, Ren gasped. The stone cast a long shadow, but the woman cast none. He looked down at the book. A new page had filled itself: The Sun-Thirster. Danger: High. The Omagatoki was ending
To see the spirits is to be seen by them. The one who finishes the book becomes the cover that holds them in.