All That We Gather

Set up the canvas. Here is a subject to hand.

In a dusty attic, in a nearby past or faraway future, there is a box.

In that little box, five people have put their stories. Five people with nothing in common, with only a story to tell and the dust mites as audience.
Well, until now.

Open the box, then. Open the box and get to know The Girl Who Wanted To Be A Boy, the curious incident of the man in the washed away city, and the slow reminisce of a little wrinkled woman sitting by a window on a rainy morning.

For now, these are your stories as well.