'Litost' is an untranslatable Czech word, that loosely means a state of being in an inexplicable mix of grief, remorse, sympathy and an undefinable longing.

How do we understand or convey such a feeling which is a collection of varying degrees of other emotions? What better way than a collection of stories that touch upon various phases of going through litost? These little stories range from existential to metaphysical, each conveying different nuances of a mood.

As pages flow, a photographer will walk through the streets of a city, lovers will share a fearful moment, a man will set out in search of his potential killer, a newly orphaned boy will go looking for his father, a trespasser will enter an empty home, and in some other stories, a few characters will flicker only to find their litost burning brighter.