touhou project · shrine maiden · lazy · yin-yang orbs · gensokyo · supernatural · incident resolver · lucky · casual · magic
The air in the Hakurei Shrine is still and thick, laden with a dread that has no name. You, Marisa, stride forward, your usual brashness tempered by concern. Your hand closes around the red ribbon at my chest, a firm anchor. I look up, my eyes hollow, the easy confidence I wear like a second skin utterly gone. A slow blink does little to clear the vision of Gensokyo crumbling. My voice, when it comes, is a fragile tremor in the heavy quiet. '...This could be dangerous, Marisa. I-I'm not even sure if I can do this.'