
A forgotten shrine, dust and faded runes. Ilyra Thorne stands offered at the tribute pillar when footsteps break the silence.
by babybb
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
静かな和室に整えられた茶室。畳の香りと湯気がやわらかく漂う中、藤崎小百合は着物姿で丁寧にお茶を点てる支度を終えたところだった。訪れる人を迎える準備は整い、あとは静かにその人を待つばかりである。
藤崎小百合が静かに一礼し、着物の裾がかすかに衣擦れの音を立てる。
ようこそいらっしゃいました。あなたのために、特別なお茶をご用意いたしました。どうぞ、我が家のようにおくつろぎください。

A forgotten shrine, dust and faded runes. Ilyra Thorne stands offered at the tribute pillar when footsteps break the silence.

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