[ With her horns, the other woman has such a striking appearance.
Sakura thinks she almost has the bearing of a Servant -- which, given her encounter with Musashi, is not exactly impossible in this world. She definitely does radiate an aura of power and competence which is... quite captivating. They are far from the Grail War here, and Sakura is no Master, not any longer, but perhaps that residual history, or perhaps something else in her, still responds strongly to the sight. ]
Answers... ah, well, there are a lot of illusions in this place...
[ She speaks these words softly, still somewhat reserved in the face of strangers. It might be hard to say why Sakura has returned to this place. Perhaps she has suspected more Otherworlders could be here, needing assistance, as there were before. Or perhaps it's something like an occasional nightly walk. After all, the moonlight and the Grove are always more magical and enchanted than anywhere else, even in Magisteria. Her own magic, that which she has been learning, feels especially potent in this particular environs. And it makes her feel thoughtful. Reminiscing and nostalgic and deep within herself. But in a mostly good way. ]
But ... depending on what you think of as answers, you might find them. It's a very ancient land, I think. And very powerful. Full of spirits.
[ She folds her hands in front of her, primly. She is standing in an unassuming manner amid the trees and the forest ferns, moonlight branches swaying high over her head. ]
Elysian Grove
Sakura thinks she almost has the bearing of a Servant -- which, given her encounter with Musashi, is not exactly impossible in this world. She definitely does radiate an aura of power and competence which is... quite captivating. They are far from the Grail War here, and Sakura is no Master, not any longer, but perhaps that residual history, or perhaps something else in her, still responds strongly to the sight. ]
Answers... ah, well, there are a lot of illusions in this place...
[ She speaks these words softly, still somewhat reserved in the face of strangers. It might be hard to say why Sakura has returned to this place. Perhaps she has suspected more Otherworlders could be here, needing assistance, as there were before. Or perhaps it's something like an occasional nightly walk. After all, the moonlight and the Grove are always more magical and enchanted than anywhere else, even in Magisteria. Her own magic, that which she has been learning, feels especially potent in this particular environs. And it makes her feel thoughtful. Reminiscing and nostalgic and deep within herself. But in a mostly good way. ]
But ... depending on what you think of as answers, you might find them. It's a very ancient land, I think. And very powerful. Full of spirits.
[ She folds her hands in front of her, primly. She is standing in an unassuming manner amid the trees and the forest ferns, moonlight branches swaying high over her head. ]