Giovanni Sakaki

@chromaticprosperity

            SHE KNEW why he was here. head turning slowly and earrings jingling in the tropical breeze to catch the arrival of a DEMON FORETOLD. a lei of flowers were laced around her head, a cold look on her face while they locked eyes in his approach. the waves crashed and weaned forward and backwards against the shore, clawing its way closer to dry sand every time. probably much like this man’s intentions. 

            ‘ alola. ‘ her voice was calm and monotone, kalina giving him a slight smile. ‘ I welcome you to our islands with good wishes of prosperity and good luck. ‘ long delicate fingers holding out a small lily to lay in his palm.  his soul felt foul. like everything around it was going to be swallowed up. ‘ alola’s future is very important to me, so it is an honor to personally show you the fruits and flares of my region. ‘  what made it special and what made it beautiful. ‘ I hope you end up finding what you’re looking for. ‘

A little kiss upon the blighted sun glaced islands, that was his first step into the sand of Alola. Not a demon, no, far from. More a blessed fallen son of the gods that was here to reap what was stolen. Land, life and prosperity as she worded it so."

“Rest assured that the feeling is quite mutual.”