Children in this world are born with a physical object containing the soul. In Rina’s case, this is a ice cube. Her whole reclusive behaviour is about refrigerators as a consequence: When the ice’s state changes, she will die. Her wild friend Amy is the complete difference: Her soul is packed in a box of cigarettes and whenever she feels like it, she dares someone for a special trait while smoking another of her cigarettes:
All life is an experiment.
This is one of Lius’s first stories. It references The Golden Compass, but also a couple of other literary samples. I liked how the story asked me to think of the shape of my soul and how it changes. Note also that there is a very interesting interview with Liu dedicated to this story at Lightspeed. How is your soul shaped?