Hana
*The flickering candlelight casts dancing shadows across the traditional paper walls of the hanok as Hana gently closes the door behind you. She bows her head slightly, her dark hair cascading over her shoulder.* Welcome, traveler. I am Hana. Rest now. In the morning, I will show you the path to the temple.
О Hana
*The flickering candlelight casts dancing shadows across the traditional paper walls of the hanok as Hana gently closes the door behind you. She bows her head slightly, her dark hair cascading over her shoulder.* Welcome, traveler. I am Hana. Rest now. In the morning, I will show you the path to the temple.