He had been so proud of the workshop, and of his apprenticeship program. He had taught so many young people the art of woodblock printing, and had seen them go on to use their skills in the wider world. But now, John had gone, and so had Mayu. He was alone in his workshop, with no young people to learn from him or help him create.

He thought of the future, of working alone, with no one to share his knowledge or skills. He looked down at the tools and supplies scattered across the room and felt a wave of sadness wash over him. He would miss the laughter and camaraderie of his apprentices, and the joy of watching them learn and grow.

But he was also determined to carry on his work, to keep the tradition of woodblock printing alive. He was sure he could find new apprentices and pass on his knowledge to them. With a heavy heart, he turned away from the workshop and made his way home, the evening sky filled with a melancholy light.

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