Each spring among the cherry blossoms, a legend takes wing. Is it a dancing crane, poetically posed beneath the falling flowers? No. It's a Mothman. Draped in pink and petals, he haunts the trees. Lurking. Contemplating. Stealing your mochi.
Each spring among the cherry blossoms, a legend takes wing. Is it a dancing crane, poetically posed beneath the falling flowers? No. It's a Mothman. Draped in pink and petals, he haunts the trees. Lurking. Contemplating. Stealing your mochi.