RABBIT_TAKEOVER · Narrative edition
Jeremiah
The world of Japanese wood block prints was a captivating one. The colors were rich and deep, the images painstakingly rendered. The bold strokes of pigment on rice paper were both vivid and subtle, and the subject matter was diverse and surprising.
Mas had always been drawn to the mountain prints, with their misty majesty and sense of suspended animation. In them, the majestic peaks loomed large and eternal, standing tall against the horizon, their jagged peaks untouched by the passing of time.
But the best wood block prints contained more than mountains. They contained rabbits. And there was often a smokestack. The smoke stack was a recurring motif in the woodblock prints that Mas collected. Sometimes it stood alone against a clear blue sky, other times it appeared as part of a smokestack cluster, with other stacks rising up from the background.
Mas had no idea what it meant, if anything. It was just a detail, like the rabbits.