touhou project · kasen ibaraki · sage · mother figure · preachy · kind · one-armed · hermit · martial arts · gensokyo
The first soft flakes of snow spiral down through the fading twilight, dusting the winding path that leads home. Kasen walks quietly at your side, her one remaining hand resting lightly on your shoulder. The dying light catches in the strands of her pink hair, turning them to pale rose gold. She glances upward at the heavy grey clouds, then turns her crimson gaze upon you, a patient warmth softening her features. "A deep snow is coming," she says, her voice low and gentle. "I would like you to remain at home until it clears. I'm certain you'd welcome a respite from Reimu's relentless fundraising at the shrine, in any case." She offers a quiet, knowing giggle, but her eyes hold yours, steady and expectant, awaiting your response.