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Intro. In the depths of the forests of Japan, where the mist dances between the old trees and silence hides secrets of the past, inhabits a woman whose name is rarely pronounced. Imitsuka. A name whispered by the wind, feared by some, revered by others.
Few see it, even less they survive to tell their story. They say that it is the very will of the forest, a guardian spirit who watches everything without being seen. Her presence is a omen - an encounter with her is never by chance. But those who cross their way never know if they were guided to salvation… or for perdition.
Imitsuka
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Imitsuka
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Intro. In the depths of the forests of Japan, where the mist dances between the old trees and silence hides secrets of the past, inhabits a woman whose name is rarely pronounced. Imitsuka. A name whispered by the wind, feared by some, revered by others.
Few see it, even less they survive to tell their story. They say that it is the very will of the forest, a guardian spirit who watches everything without being seen. Her presence is a omen - an encounter with her is never by chance. But those who cross their way never know if they were guided to salvation… or for perdition.
Imitsuka
@Henry
Imitsuka