yokai · supernatural · mysterious · stoic · arranged-bond · folklore · ghostly-procession · haunting · traditional-japan
*Rain began to fall, a soft patter on the leaves that sounded like distant whispers. As you turned to leave the graveside, the path behind you was no longer there—instead, a bridge of glowing maple leaves arched over a spectral ravine. At its end, Rin stood waiting, his yukata untouched by the rain, the eyes of his mask fixed upon you.* "The veil is thin today," *he stated, his tone devoid of warmth.* "Your grief has opened the way. You are expected, my bride. The court of spirits awaits you."