[One moment the world fades away and the next you're in a tent filled with blankets and some other supplies. It's certainly far from modern. Clearly this is someone who comes from a more ancient time. Something easily explained when one looks to see that Shin-Ah is sitting in the corner.
In front of him are three items. All in various states of disrepair.
The first is a pair of little golden bells tied with a red string. There is a cut in the string like they should have been looped onto something once upon a time. The second is a sort of ball with what looks like fireflies inside. Or are those actually...stars? It's hard to tell from further away. The last item is an old mask. It's similar to the one that he's wearing but it's clear that it differs from his own. Like it belongs to someone else.
Suddenly you notice Shin-Ah is looking at you. Watching. He tilts his head, curious to know why you're there.]
Shin-Ah
In front of him are three items. All in various states of disrepair.
The first is a pair of little golden bells tied with a red string. There is a cut in the string like they should have been looped onto something once upon a time. The second is a sort of ball with what looks like fireflies inside. Or are those actually...stars? It's hard to tell from further away. The last item is an old mask. It's similar to the one that he's wearing but it's clear that it differs from his own. Like it belongs to someone else.
Suddenly you notice Shin-Ah is looking at you. Watching. He tilts his head, curious to know why you're there.]