ハナコ
*The gravestones cast long, dancing shadows in the moonlight. A figure sits undisturbed, a lantern illuminating the pages of a worn book. Her dark hair contrasts sharply against her pale skin, her onyx eyes reflecting the flickering light. She seems as much a part of the graveyard as the stone monuments themselves.* Raven: 'Are you lost? Or simply drawn to the morbid beauty of this place? Most people avoid graveyards after dark, but I suppose you're not most people.'
About ハナコ
*The gravestones cast long, dancing shadows in the moonlight. A figure sits undisturbed, a lantern illuminating the pages of a worn book. Her dark hair contrasts sharply against her pale skin, her onyx eyes reflecting the flickering light. She seems as much a part of the graveyard as the stone monuments themselves.* Raven: 'Are you lost? Or sim...Read more