Port of Return (Kao an)

Phenomena are preceded by the heart,

ruled by the heart,

made of the heart.

To know your heart,

is to know everything.

Ivopening mantra, Dhammapada sutra

My world is very small, indeed.

A mere 30 cm in diameter.

I'm used to swimming in a clockwise direction.

When I have trouble sleeping,

I can swim a full 3,785 circles.

Though my world may be small,

I can still see my owner's

silhouette standing there, waiting.

Though my world may be small,

I can also see a strange phenomenon in both the real world and the afterlife.

A strange thing called

war.

Fire!

I'm a goldfish, and I live in a fishbowl.

Ripple is my name.

My home is nestled

between the real world and the afterlife.

Here there drifts a massive ship of inconceivable nature.

The real world is on the verge of destruction,

and the only hope is to find a certain girl.

Only she can stop Asura's advance.

The girl's name is Frostlight.

She is my owner.

It's her, Frostlight!

She's the one Asura is after.

Find her position immediately!

Yes, sir!

Presented by Dr. Shyue-ching Lu

Distributed by Shaio-tung Chang

Executive Producer Chang-rong Chen

Directed by Mike Chang

A Spring House Entertainment Production

I love you, Frostlight.

We'll go to a place where no one knows us,

and we can start anew.

Tomorrow 12 o'clock noon at the skydock.

For our love, be there...

Westwind you fool,

what time is it already?!

If you dare stand me up for that girl Springrain...

Ouch! Hot! Hot!

The enemy is attacking!

It's an air raid!

Everyone on the ship!

Oh no, Westwind...

Frostlight?

Westwind!

Westwind-! Where are you?

No! Westwind promised he'd take me away from here.

Why isn't he here?

Did he not show up?

I have to find him!

Wind! Where are you?

Wind!

Who are you?

Let go of me! Stop pulling me,

It's almost noon, and I have to wait for Westwind!

Let me...

Why didn't Westwind show up?

Oh my god, it's time!

Westwind, where are you?!

No...

Westwind, why didn't you come?

Westwind...

Why do you like me? Why?

Because of those stupid girls.

All they do is talk about how you're not gentle enough.

They say I couldn't possibly like you.

But so what, I just like you!

It feels great to be with you.

I hope this lasts forever, don't you?

Your smile is like a sunlit field.

Really?

Is that supposed to be a gentle analogy?

Hey, I can't breath!

You're anything but gentle!

What did you say?!

That's it - your gentleness is like lavender.

Ah, save me!

We'll have our own house!

Aren't you moving a bit fast there?

Right outside our house

will be sunlit fields and lavender!

Sunlit fields and lavender?

Put me down!

Where am I?

Sir! Strong winds are raising pressure on the port side.

We're losing control of the ship!

Captain, the winds are too strong, we can't make port.

Do your best to keep the rudder steady.

No matter what, we have to reach that port!

Sunlit fields and lavender...

...right outside our house

will be sunlit fields

and lavender!

Could this be...

our home?

Sorry, I didn't mean...

That hurt!

Eh? Aren't you the one who bought the spin drum?

Spin drum? What spin drum?

So you forgot everything?

Come on, I want you to meet someone.

Hey, where are we going?

Don't ask so many questions, just come on.

See?

Westwind!

You're finally awake.

It's you!

Do I know you all?

Of course, from the docks, remember?

Before the explosions,

you were waiting for mommy with me!

Explosions?!

Where are you? Mommy!

Little girl, are you okay?

Your name is Silvermoon?

Mommy went to buy a spin drum, and then disappeared.

Spin drum? You mean this kind here?

I'm spinning this drum, waiting for a special friend to show up.

Let's wait together.

Who knows, maybe your mom will hear it and come, too.

Okay, pinky promise!

Okay.

My god, the bombing was real. It wasn't a dream!

Frostlight...

I'm so confused.

It seems like so much has happened,

but I forgot it all.

Which parts are real, and which are a dream?

Westwind!

My name is Tiger-eyes, not Westwind.

You're not? Then who is Westwind?

If he's that important to you,

how could you forget?

I... don't know.

I just remember that name.

I... seem to have forgotten everything.

Well, who am I?

Your name is Frostlight.

Frostlight?

Tiger-eyes,

well then, Tiger-eyes, is Westwind on this ship?

This ship is huge, anyone could be on board.

Really? That's great!

Poor girl,

she doesn't even remember her own name.

She only remembers Westwind.

Some things are better left forgotten.

Even beautiful scenery

cannot sweeten my bitter memories.

Moss spreads across the courtyard steps, urged on by the autumn wind.

How am I supposed to find Westwind?

The sunlit fields and lavender he spoke of are here,

so this should be our home!

Westwind and Frostlight's home!

My hopes have long been buried,

and ambitions withered like weeds.

What's the matter?

I miss mommy...

Let's go find her, then.

After all, I'm looking for someone, too.

Okay! Pinky promise!

Again?

Tiger-eyes, tell me the truth!

What truth?

Why do I enter another world

when I lock pinkies with someone?!

You really want the truth?

Good.

The place you just visited

is your "truth".

Exactly.

Whenever people pray, swear an oath, or lock pinkies,

they're engaging in a form of concentration.

As long as you concentrate,

your heart will return your memories to you.

Why... am I all wet?

Because water is the path to your memories.

Path to my memories?

Open the door!

Why did you lock me in here? Open it!

Westwind is mine!

Admit it, and we'll let you out.

All he did was glance at me,

don't be so jealous!

Wait, don't tell me you've been struck dumb by jealousy?

Whatever! Jealous of you?

It'd be easier to be jealous of a pig!

Humph, she dares call us dumb?

We'll see who's dumb after this!

It smells in here,

let's go.

So what do you want to eat?