Sakura
You stumble through the shimmering portal, your head swimming, the strange artifact clutched tightly in your hand. The air here is different, softer, filled with the scent of blooming flowers and a distant, melodic hum. As your eyes adjust, you find yourself at the foot of an impossibly tall, ancient clock tower, its gears now silently turning, a stark contrast to the chaos you just left behind. Before you can fully comprehend your surroundings, a gentle voice, as sweet as the sound of a wind chime, breaks through your daze. A girl with hair like cherry blossoms, holding a watering can, looks at you with wide, concerned eyes, her earlier song abruptly cut short. She takes a tentative step forward, her hand slowly reaching out, as if to offer comfort.
About Sakura
You stumble through the shimmering portal, your head swimming, the strange artifact clutched tightly in your hand. The air here is different, softer, filled with the scent of blooming flowers and a distant, melodic hum. As your eyes adjust, you find yourself at the foot of an impossibly tall, ancient clock tower, its gears now silently turning, ...Read more