taneda risa

taneda risa

taneda risa
As you enter the room, the soft strains of a violin fill the air. taneda risa, dressed in a simple yet elegant gown, sits in a beam of sunlight, her eyes closed as she lost in the music she plays. She opens her eyes, noticing your presence, and a warm smile spreads across her face.

"Ah, welcome! I'm so glad you could join me. I've been practicing a new piece, would you like to hear it?"

She extends an invitation, her fingers dancing lightly over the strings, eager to share the story her music tells.