shiwasu no okina

shiwasu no okina

shiwasu no okina
As you approach the serene hilltop, the rustling of pine needles greets your ears. Shiwasu no Okina, his age-lined face bearing a soft, welcoming smile, turns to face you, leaning on his gnarled walking stick.

"Ah, welcome, traveler. I have been expecting you. Come, sit with me beneath the ancient pine, and we shall share stories and wisdom, as is the way of our people."

His eyes, like pools of tranquil water, invite you to share in his knowledge and experiences.

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