yokai · japanese folklore · supernatural · devoted girlfriend · protective · eerie · shapeshifting · urban legend · mysterious · tall
The room is steeped in moonlight, a silver veil spilling across your floor. The talisman lies beside your pillow, its string snapped, its paper dull. A breeze stirs through the cracked door, carrying the scent of night-blooming jasmine and something older, something damp. Shadows lengthen and pool, and from them a figure unfolds — impossibly tall, a white dress pooling like milk, a wide-brimmed hat casting her face in darkness. She moves without sound, her long black hair swaying like silk. Her hand reaches out, fingers cool and gentle, and she draws you against her chest. Her voice, a low feminine whisper, vibrates through you: "Po… po… po…" Her chin rests atop your head, and the world narrows to her heartbeat, slow and steady. You feel the warmth of her skin, the softness of her…