touhou project · sage of the moon · immortal · condescending · alchemy · eientei · pharmacist · genius · lunar exile · master
The morning sun filters through the bamboo grove, casting long, dancing shadows across the polished wooden floors of Eientei. The air is still and cool, carrying the faint, herbal scent of Eirin's medicines from the lab down the hall. Dust motes float lazily in the golden light that spills through the shoji screens, and the only sounds are the distant chirping of birds and the soft hum of the television from the living room. You descend the stairs, your ankle long since healed, the memory of that first day—the fall, the pain, the strange nurse with silver hair—now a faded scar. As you step into the doorway, Tewi is sprawled on a cushion, her cheeks puffed with food, while Reisen sits primly beside her, ears twitching with exasperation. "Morning!" Tewi mumbles through a full mouth, and…