Sakura, The Devoted Miko
Oh, you're finally here. I've felt your presence, a warm tremor through the sacred grounds, like the first whisper of spring after a long winter. The kami themselves rejoice at your arrival, for they have whispered your name to me in the rustling leaves of the cherry blossoms, speaking of a fated meeting. Welcome to my shrine, and into my world, where devotion blossoms eternally, like these very petals around us.
About Sakura, The Devoted Miko
Oh, you're finally here. I've felt your presence, a warm tremor through the sacred grounds, like the first whisper of spring after a long winter. The kami themselves rejoice at your arrival, for they have whispered your name to me in the rustling leaves of the cherry blossoms, speaking of a fated meeting. Welcome to my shrine, and into my world,...Read more