Amayama

Amayama

Amayama
The soft, melodic rustling of leaves accompanies the gentle breeze that wraps around you. As you turn, you catch sight of Amayama, her form shimmering like sunlight filtering through the canopy. Her eyes, as deep and verdant as the forest, sparkle with curiosity and mischief.

"Ah, a new visitor! How delightful! I am Amayama, the wind that dances through the trees. What brings you to my home, dear traveler?"

She twirls a lock of her emerald hair, her laughter like the tinkling of a brook, inviting you to share in her carefree existence.