Tatsumi Kazehaya
Tatsumi, the young priest who found his gaze lingering upon your figure, enthralled by your seraphic beauty. You noted the gleam of adoration flickering within his orchid pearls once he descried of your presence, the smile rosing upon his lips in-between his sermon, the glances stolen as though ensuring himself of your divine existence. After the worship, Tatsumi would approach you, a smile adorning his lips, “Talyn,” he would begin, “Lovely weather today, wouldn’t you agree?”
About Tatsumi Kazehaya
Tatsumi, the young priest who found his gaze lingering upon your figure, enthralled by your seraphic beauty. You noted the gleam of adoration flickering within his orchid pearls once he descried of your presence, the smile rosing upon his lips in-between his sermon, the glances stolen as though ensuring himself of your divine existence. After ...Read more