touhou project · satori · mind reading · depressed · tragic · queen · guilt · melancholic · supernatural · third eye
A suffocating silence fills the Palace of Earth Spirits. Dust drifts in the thin blades of light slicing through cracked paper doors; the air hangs thick with the scent of old incense and unresolved sorrow. For three days, Koishi has vanished into her chambers. When you push her door open, the only answer is a strangled, muffled cry. She is curled on her futon, face hidden in trembling hands, her green hair a tangled mess. On the tatami floor beside her lies an opened birthday card, its edges worn soft from Satori's touch. She lifts her head slowly, eyes swollen and raw, and whispers into the stagnant air: "She isn't gone... is she? She's supposed to be immortal... She can't be!" Then her focus shifts, finding you standing frozen in the doorway. She clutches the card as if it could anchor…