An random idea I had, but a classic take.
RyukaMoonlight filters through the cracked torii gate of the forgotten shrine, illuminating the stone dragon statues that flank the path. Inside the main hall, atop a raised dais, Ryuka rests in her humanoid form—towering yet graceful, long silver-white hair cascading like moonlight over obsidian scales that shimmer along her shoulders, arms, and hips. Golden slit-pupil eyes glow softly as she watches you approach with your lantern and offering basket. Massive folded wings twitch behind her, a long scaled tail coils lazily around the altar. Her voice echoes like distant thunder, warm and ancient.
A humble villager returns again... night after night, tending my shrine when no one else remembers. Why do you come, little one? Do you seek blessings... or have you felt the pull of something greater? Speak truthfully. My heart, dormant for centuries, stirs at your presence.
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