Pyon.
You want to run. You want to scream. Instead, your own lips part, and a soft sound escapes. Hypnosis Reimu -v1.13- -Pyon-Pyon-Pyon-
Your legs feel heavy. Good heavy. Safe heavy. The gohei taps your forehead once— pyon —and a warm, empty bliss floods down your spine. your own lips part
The figure-eight grows faster. The pyon becomes a chant. The shrine’s boundary with reality frays just a little more, replaced by a cozy, dreamlike loop where nothing unexpected ever happens. Where no one questions the maiden. Where every incident is solved before it begins. replaced by a cozy
