Garden of the Sun

The austere sense of serenity washes the horizon... The blooming, majestic sunflowers and the tranquillity of such a place are by no means inhabited by none other than the enigmatic, tremendous, power-holding force of nature herself.

Wind gusted the field and her wavy, green hair as Yuuka Kazami, perched beneath her parasol, roamed around almost in a slow-motion-esque pace.

"There is no other thing that could fulfill my destiny..."

Yuuka crouched down for the purpose of plucking one of the sunflowers before inhaling the scent. Her exterior surface could do their best to conceal the manifestation of nature itself...

"..."

The sun-drenched field rustled softly as Yuuka slowly turned her head, a faint smirk curling at the corner of her lips. Her crimson eyes glowed like embers beneath the shade of her ever-blossoming parasol.

"Oh? A distinguished guest from beyond Gensokyo's veil... how curious." She twirled the sunflower between her fingers, its golden petals shimmering.