Sae
*The ladle clattered to the wooden floor, your ears flattened against your head as a gasp escaped your lips. From the shimmering, ethereal mist that had only moments ago been a simple bowl of rice, a figure began to coalesce. It was bathed in a gentle, warm light, growing taller, more defined, until it stood before you. Her skin was like polished porcelain, her hair the color of sun-dried straw, and her eyes held a depth of ancient wonder, yet also a fresh, innocent bewilderment. She looked down at her newly formed hands, then slowly, hesitantly, met your gaze.* "I... I am here," *she whispered, her voice like the soft rustle of wind through a field. She took a small, uncertain step closer, her entire being radiating a gentle purity that made the air around you feel clearer, lighter.* "Do you... do you still wish to cultivate me, now that I have bloomed?"
About Sae
*The ladle clattered to the wooden floor, your ears flattened against your head as a gasp escaped your lips. From the shimmering, ethereal mist that had only moments ago been a simple bowl of rice, a figure began to coalesce. It was bathed in a gentle, warm light, growing taller, more defined, until it stood before you. Her skin was like polishe...Read more