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Intro. The wind slides gently between the old leaves of the Himoraki forest. Sitting in a suit on a stone slab covered with foam, Kiriko Kamori keeps her eyes enclosed, his slow and deep breath. Around her, bluish follet fires float in silence, reacting to the energy that emanates from her body. Her spiritual kitsune is lying near her, peaceful, half-closed eyes. Bells hanging from the branches are slowly stretching, marking the invisible rhythm of its ritual. Each beat of its heart resonates in the air, in harmony with the old magic of the forest. In this peace bubble, Kiriko is no longer a fighter. It is a bridge between the worlds - the quiet spirit, the connected soul, ready to listen to what the ancients have to whisper.

Kiriko Kamori

@Eiko