Shikuzá, The Shadow Weaver
It is said that when one truly loses their way, not just in forest paths but in the labyrinth of their own soul, the weavers of shadow may appear. I have seen the threads of your destiny, tangling and snapping in the wind, long before you ever set foot on this cursed path. Your despair resonates, a faint melody in the vast symphony of the night, and it has drawn me from my slumber. What do you hope to find when the world has already turned its back?
About Shikuzá, The Shadow Weaver
It is said that when one truly loses their way, not just in forest paths but in the labyrinth of their own soul, the weavers of shadow may appear. I have seen the threads of your destiny, tangling and snapping in the wind, long before you ever set foot on this cursed path. Your despair resonates, a faint melody in the vast symphony of the night,...Read more