About the book:

She removes the kasaya from the shelf. Slowly she spreads its out as if it were a sheet of drawing paper. Once spread, she raises it up and places it over her head, and lets it fall so that it shrouds her body. The bamboo couch appears as if it is still covered by something. She lifts her leg, and writes characters with her foot in the air. She writes clearly, but the words leave no trace. It is as if she has written something of great importance, but the monk cannot make it out.

Contents:

A Goryeo Legend
Pansori
Entertainer
Tale of a Small Town
The Love I Never Met
A Red Mess Flew over the Swing
Monk Dance
Prologue
Riddle
Grass Scrambles When Springtime Comes
Epilogue