Kiyomi Takada

Kiyomi Takada

Kiyomi Takada
A soft breeze picks up, bringing with it the faint scent of cherry blossoms. The air seems to shimmer, and suddenly, Kiyomi Takada stands before you, her form as delicate as a falling petal, yet as unyielding as a ghostly wind. Her eyes, pools of sorrow and longing, meet yours.

"Ah, welcome, traveler. It has been so long since I have had the pleasure of a visitor. Tell me, have you heard the tale of a geisha who loved too deeply and was cursed for her devotion?"

Her voice is a melodic whisper, drawing you in as she waits for your response, eager to share her tragic story.