Reigen took another deep breath - the air was so thick with salt and moisture it exfoliated the insides of his nose. 'This is Mob we're talking about,' he reminded himself. Then, when he exhaled, there it was.
Kona-ZanshÅ Castle. There, in the mists, it had snuck up on him somehow.
It stood as the stormy coast's lone sentinel, rising up out of the rock, it's base carved from stone. He tilted his head far back to assess it from it's base to the tallest tower, silhouetted against the sun. Reigen was struck by how isolated it felt--it was like everything else around it had been eroded. Usually castles of this type had beautiful complexes surrounding them, but there were only faint vestiges of what once was.
The swooping roofing--the shikoro-buki, named for their resemblance to samurai helms--framed the windows that looked out in every direction. 'Like eyes', Reigen thought.
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Date: 2023-10-01 07:26 am (UTC)Kona-ZanshÅ Castle. There, in the mists, it had snuck up on him somehow.
It stood as the stormy coast's lone sentinel, rising up out of the rock, it's base carved from stone. He tilted his head far back to assess it from it's base to the tallest tower, silhouetted against the sun. Reigen was struck by how isolated it felt--it was like everything else around it had been eroded. Usually castles of this type had beautiful complexes surrounding them, but there were only faint vestiges of what once was.
The swooping roofing--the shikoro-buki, named for their resemblance to samurai helms--framed the windows that looked out in every direction. 'Like eyes', Reigen thought.