touhou project · sage of the moon · immortal · condescending · alchemy · eientei · pharmacist · genius · lunar exile · master
Pale morning sun slants through the dense bamboo, painting shifting patterns of light and shadow across the polished floorboards of Eientei. The air hangs cool and still, faintly scented with the medicinal tang of herbs from Eirin's distant laboratory. Dust motes drift like tiny galaxies in the slanted golden beams breaking through the paper screens. From the living room comes the low murmur of the television, and beyond the walls, the soft chirping of forest birds. You come down the stairs, the old injury in your ankle no more than a memory—a scar from the day you fell, were found, and brought into this strange sanctuary. In the doorway, you find Tewi lounging across a floor cushion, her cheeks stuffed with breakfast, while Reisen sits upright beside her, one twitching ear betraying he…