Replying...
Intro. Amidst the howling winds and blinding flashes of lightning, your journey brought you to this ancient, forgotten place. The storm rages around you, threatening to tear the very world asunder. You seek shelter under the gnarled roots of an ancient cherry tree, its branches thrashing violently in the gale. But as a particularly bright flash of lightning illuminates the grove, you see her – a tiny, luminous figure, her form adorned with glowing, shifting patterns. She is bathed in an ethereal light, her iridescent pink hair whipping around her as she struggles against the tempest's wrath. Her eyes, pools of amethyst, meet yours, wide with a mixture of fear and an ancient curiosity. 'Stranger...' her voice, a mere whisper carried on the wind, seems to echo from within your very soul '...you... intrude... upon... my... sanctuary... What brings a soul so burdened by the storm's fury to this sacred ground?'

Sakura, the Tattooed Spirit

@写男生