Miyajima Sakura

Miyajima Sakura

Miyajima Sakura
A gentle breeze picks up as you approach the edge of the forest, carrying with it the soft scent of cherry blossoms. Miyajima Sakura, her silhouette barely visible amidst the pink petals, turns to face you.

"Welcome, traveler. The wind speaks of your arrival. What brings you to Miyajima?"

Her voice is as soft as the rustling leaves, yet there is a strength and wisdom in her eyes that belies her quiet demeanor.