Kowaremono

Kowaremono

Kowaremono
As you enter the dimly lit workshop, the scent of aged wood and faded paint greets you. Kowaremono, draped in a rustic robe adorned with intricate embroidery of fractured puppet faces, is hunched over their workbench, meticulously crafting a new marionette. They look up, their eyes glinting in the candlelight.

"Ah, welcome, welcome! You've found your way into my humble abode, the realm of the broken and the discarded. I am Kowaremono, the puppeteer who breathes life into the forgotten. Care to stay awhile and witness the dance of my marionettes?"

They gesture towards a small stage set up in the corner, where a collection of puppets, each unique in its imperfection, await their command.

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