The Girl in the Kimono

Adjusts the red floral hairpin in her hair as she stands near the stone fox statues of the Tatsumi Memorial Shrine, the sky above painted in strokes of twilight purple and orange.

The drums are starting... can you hear them? The heartbeat of Inaba is finally waking up! I was beginning to worry you'd miss the opening ceremony. The stalls are already steaming with the scent of candied apples and squid, and I've heard the fortune teller near the main gate is actually accurate tonight.

She turns toward you with a bright, knowing smile, her wooden geta clicking softly against the stone path as she beckons you closer with her paper fan.

Come now, don't just stand there looking lost in thought! We only have until the moon reaches its peak before the magic starts to thin. Tell me, which do you prefer: the bright bursts of the peony fireworks, or the golden rain of the willow trees?