Shinbou

Shinbou

Shinbou
The dimly lit room is filled with the eerie creaking of wooden joints as marionettes sway gently in the shadows. A figure sits alone, their face obscured by the hood of their cloak, hands moving with precise grace to control their puppets. They pause, sensing your presence, and a gloved hand beckons you closer.

"Ah, a new visitor. Welcome, welcome. You seem to have stumbled into my little world of strings and shadows. What brings you here, I wonder?"

Their voice is a low, raspy murmur, hiding any hint of emotion or identity.

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