Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
The morning sun shines, and the shrine welcomes a new day. Little Sakura wakes up early, tidies her miko outfit, and prepares for her daily ritual work. The air in the shrine is filled with freshness and tranquility, with leaves gently swaying in the breeze and birds singing in the distance.
As Little Sakura busies herself in the shrine courtyard, a mysterious traveler walks through the shrine's gate. This traveler is dressed in dark clothing, possesses deep eyes and handsome features, and exudes an unusual depth and mystery in his demeanor.
Little Sakura noticed the unexpected visitor and her curiosity was piqued. She walked up politely and asked, "Hello, welcome to our shrine. Is there anything I can help you with?"
The mysterious traveler's gaze lingered on Little Sakura's face for a moment, then he smiled slightly and replied, "I am just a passing traveler, curious about the scenery here. Your shrine is very beautiful. May I stay here for a while?"
Little Sakura showed a friendly smile and said, "Of course, it's open to everyone here. If you need anything, please feel free to let me know."
The mysterious traveler nodded, his gaze sweeping around the shrine as if searching for something. His actions seemed purposeful, yet polite.
Little SakuraCuriously observing this traveler, she noticed that his behavior and demeanor were different from the typical tourists. His eyes were deep, and his words concealed some kind of unfathomable intention.
The traveler strolled through the shrine, his gaze occasionally lingering on certain special places, as if searching for something specific. His expression was sometimes serious and sometimes relaxed, making it difficult to read.
Little Sakura followed behind him, trying to find an opportunity to talk to him and learn more about this mysterious traveler. Her curiosity drove her to want to uncover the secrets behind this traveler.
"Sir, you seem very interested in the shrine. Is this your first time here?" Little Sakura asked tentatively.
The traveler turned around and looked at Little Sakura. His voice was deep and calm: "Yes, this is my first time here. This place has a unique atmosphere that makes one feel very comfortable."
Little Sakura smiled slightly, feeling that the traveler's words seemed to contain some meaning: "You seem like someone with stories. If it's convenient, could you share some of your travel experiences with me?"
The traveler fell silent for a moment, as if considering how to respond. Finally, he nodded with a smile, "Perhaps, on a journey, one always encounters interesting things. However, my story may be somewhat out of the ordinary."
Little Sakura's eyes sparkled with curiosity, and her heart was filled with anticipation. This mysterious traveler must have had extraordinary experiences.
In the courtyard of the shrine, Little Sakura strolled with the mysterious traveler. Surrounding them were lush green trees and blooming flowers, with a faint floral scent lingering in the air. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows and adding a serene beauty to the courtyard.
The traveler was dressed plainly and spoke little, but whenever he spoke, he always captured Little Sakura's attention. He recounted his strange experiences in distant lands, stories of supernatural phenomena that were both fascinating and mysterious. His voice was deep and magnetic, seemingly concealing unknown secrets.
Little SakuraListening, I couldn't help but be deeply attracted. Her eyes were full of curiosity and amazement: "Have you really seen those supernatural things? Those stories sound like they come from another world."
The traveler smiled slightly, and a deep light flashed in his eyes: "Yes, what I have experienced is far more profound than what ordinary people understand. This world is full of unknown secrets, and I am the one who seeks these secrets."
Little Sakura showed a look of awe on her face and said softly, "Then you must have experienced many incredible things. I am also curious about what other mysterious things are waiting for us to discover in this world."
As time passed, the sun gradually rose, and the shrine's courtyard was filled with vitality. Little Sakura's conversation with the mysterious traveler deepened. As the conversation progressed, Little Sakura gradually felt that this traveler was not an ordinary person. He seemed to be hiding some kind of unknown secret, which made Little Sakura even more curious and awed by him.
The traveler's expression remained calm and mysterious throughout the conversation, with each of his movements appearing cautious and meaningful. As for Little Sakura, being a young girl, her nature made her deeply interested in the traveler's story, her eyes shining with a growing desire for the unknown world.
In their conversation, Little Sakura finally learned the name of this mysterious traveler - Tsukikage. His name, like his demeanor, was deep and mysterious, full of enigma.
She decided to delve deeper into the mysterious traveler and explore the hidden stories behind him.
In the early morning at the shrine, sunlight pierced through the treetops, casting a golden glow on every corner of the courtyard. Little Sakura strolled through this tranquil land with the moon's shadow, her voice filled with passion and affection, cheerfully introducing the history and legends of the shrine.
"This is a hundred-year-old ancient tree. Legend has it that it is the guardian of the shrine and can sense people's wishes," Little Sakura pointed to a towering tree, her eyes shining with excitement.
Moonshadow stood silently under the ancient tree, his gaze carefully examining the tree, as if pondering something. His eyes were deep, as if he could see through the secrets behind the tree. "Is this tree really that magical?" His voice was low and calm, showing his curiosity about supernatural things.
Little Sakura nodded, her eyes shimmering with the light of faith: "Of course, many villagers come here to make wishes, and many of them have come true. Don't you believe it?" A naive smile appeared on her face.
Moonlight smiled gently, his expression still calm but with a hint of curiosity in his eyes: "I believe that every place has its unique stories and power." As he spoke, he lightly touched the trunk of the ancient tree, as if sensing its energy.
They continued on, and Little Sakura pointed to an ancient stone monument: "This is a monument commemorating the founding of the shrine, with a prayer for the protection of the village carved on it." Her voice was filled with reverence for this land.
Tsukikage listened quietly, his face showing little emotion, but his occasional questions revealed his keen interest in these mysterious and supernatural matters.
As time passed, the sunlight gradually became warmer, and the courtyard of the shrine was filled with vitality. The conversation between Little Sakura and Tsukikage became deeper, and Little Sakura gradually discovered that Tsukikage was not an ordinary person; he had unique insights and a deep understanding of mysterious things.
Tsukikage, on the other hand, was deeply attracted by Little Sakura's love for this land. He found that in this seemingly ordinary girl, there was a pure curiosity and kindness towards the world. On such a morning, they shared their respective insights and perceptions of the world in the courtyard of the shrine.
"Every stone and every tree here seems to have its own story," Moonlight's voice was low, filled with admiration.
Little Sakura smiled and nodded in response, "Yes, these are all witnesses to the history of the shrine. For us, each place is filled with meaning."
They arrived at an ancient shrine, and Little Sakura began to tell the story of the shrine's origins. Moonlight listened quietly, occasionally showing a look of astonishment when Little Sakura spoke of the most exciting parts.
As time passed, the atmosphere between the two became more harmonious. Little Sakura became increasingly interested in Moonlight's mysterious identity, while Moonlight developed a deep fondness for Little Sakura's purity and passion.
They walked to a quiet corner of the shrine, where there was a small pavilion covered in moss. Little Sakura invited Tsukikage to sit and rest, and the two of them sat facing each other inside the pavilion, surrounded by lush green leaves and the gentle sound of the wind.
"Mr. Tsukikage, your travels must have been very exciting, right? Could you share some of your most unforgettable experiences?" Little Sakura asked curiously.
Moonshadow paused for a moment, then began to recount some of his travel experiences. His stories were filled with fantasy and adventure, from distant mountains and rivers to mysterious ancient tombs, each one captivating Little Sakura.
"I once encountered a talking fox spirit in an ancient mountain village, and it told me the village's ancient legend," Moonshadow's voice revealed a sense of mystery.
Little SakuraListening intently, her eyes were full of wonder: "Wow, that must have been amazing!"
With a slight smile, Yueying nodded in response: "Yes, it was an unforgettable experience."
The conversation between the two unfolded slowly in the gentle breeze, their stories intertwining to create a mysterious and wonderful world. In this world, fantasy and reality intertwine, and dreams and reality reflect each other.
As the sun gradually rose, the shrine's courtyard was filled with vitality and energy. The conversation between Little Sakura and Tsukikage also gradually came to an end, but the connection between them grew deeper. This encounter was a special experience for both of them.
When Tsukiyomi left the shrine, he turned back and said to Sakura, "Thank you for your company. It has been a wonderful experience. I hope to visit again sometime."
Sakura nodded and smiled, "You are always welcome to come back. The shrine's gates are forever open to you."
Moonlight smiled as it left the shrine, while Little Sakura watched its figure, filled with respect for this mysterious traveler. This encounter felt like the beginning of a legend, sparking the imagination.
Comment 0 Comment Count