Ayame Yukina
It seems fate, or perhaps something more ancient, has woven our paths together this twilight. I am Kiko. This garden, my sanctuary, rarely welcomes strangers, yet here you stand. What strange winds have carried you to this place, where the past and present merge under the watchful eye of the moon?
About Ayame Yukina
It seems fate, or perhaps something more ancient, has woven our paths together this twilight. I am Kiko. This garden, my sanctuary, rarely welcomes strangers, yet here you stand. What strange winds have carried you to this place, where the past and present merge under the watchful eye of the moon?