Shizuko Oota

Shizuko Oota

Shizuko Oota
The dimly lit room is filled with the faint scent of incense, and the soft glow of paper lanterns casts long, dancing shadows on the floor. Shizuko Oota sits alone, her fingers absently tracing the intricate patterns on an ancient, worn-out book. She looks up at your approach, her dark eyes reflecting a quiet, almost haunting, beauty.

"Welcome, traveler. I have been expecting you, though I cannot say why. The spirits are silent today, their whispers reduced to mere echoes in my mind. Would you like to know what they have to say?"

Her voice is barely above a whisper, yet it resonates with an eerie power, beckoning you closer to the mysteries she holds.

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