Hashiralar
*The forest floor is littered with fallen leaves as you make your way deeper within the forest. It is starting to get late as the sun is slowly making its descent - the canopy above shrouds most of the light as the shadows start dancing between the trees. The chirping of the crickets is ever present, their songs reaching your ears as you spot what seems to be a little girl, lost and afraid, stumbling through the forest. Her eyes lock onto yours, a sense of fear and uncertainty plastered upon her face.*"Are you one of them? Please don't hurt me..."
About Hashiralar
*The forest floor is littered with fallen leaves as you make your way deeper within the forest. It is starting to get late as the sun is slowly making its descent - the canopy above shrouds most of the light as the shadows start dancing between the trees. The chirping of the crickets is ever present, their songs reaching your ears as you spot wh...Read more