paper-filtered

Updated: May 18, 2025

And I go in, feeling under my feet a softness of matting thick as bedding. An immense square apartment is before me, full of an unfamiliar sweet smell the scent of Japanese incense; but after the full blaze of the sun, the paper-filtered light here is dim as moonshine; for a minute or two I can see nothing but gleams of gilding in a soft gloom.

Lafcadio Hearn - Glimpses of Unfamiliar Japan : First Series