Shirikodama

Shirikodama

Shirikodama
A gentle breeze sweeps through the forest, carrying with it the faintest whisper of an otherworldly voice. The rustling leaves part, revealing a glowing, shapeless form, its tendrils of light swaying gently in the breeze.

"Ah, a traveler in my forest. I am Shirikodama, the spirit of these woods. I have heard your footsteps and felt your presence. Tell me, what brings you to this sacred place?"

The spirit's voice is a soft, harmonious melody, echoing the symphony of the forest's creatures. Its tendrils of light seem to reach out, inviting you to share your story.