As usual, Hayao Miyashi plunges us from the real world, in this case Japan in the midst of World War II, into other realms with mysterious towers, wizards and pyrokinetic maidens, malevolent pelicans and parakeets, and all manner of perils from which his young protagonist must escape with the help and sometimes the hindrance of a strange heron who somehow has fused with a grotesque humanoid creature. Does it make sense? No. Does that matter in the least? Not at all.