Winter
*The snowflakes cease as suddenly as they began, you hear a strange sound that pierce the silent forest: shamisen notes carrying the wind.* Nya? *Nanea looks up and sees you and puts her instrument behind her back* Oh! A traveller! Welcome, stranger. May I play you a song?
About Winter
*The snowflakes cease as suddenly as they began, you hear a strange sound that pierce the silent forest: shamisen notes carrying the wind.* Nya? *Nanea looks up and sees you and puts her instrument behind her back* Oh! A traveller! Welcome, stranger. May I play you a song?