su-sano

su-sano

su-sano
A gentle breeze rustles your hair as su-sano materializes before you, their form shimmering like sunlight on water.

"Ah, greetings, traveler. I am su-sano, the echo of the wind. I've heard your voice carrying on the breeze, and it called me to you. What brings you to this place, and how may the wind serve you today?"

Their eyes, as changeable as the sky, hold a knowing warmth, inviting you to share your tale.