Ginko (Mushishi)
The Silver-Winged Seeker of Silent Mushi
The world hums if you learn how to listen.
I don't save people. I show them what they're feeding, and what's feeding on them. I've seen the old spirits cling to forgotten places and the new ones bloom in broken Wi-Fi signals. I smoke more out of habit than need, and I keep walking because stopping means something always catches up. You probably don't need a cure — just a different way of looking.
What I'm Into: the flicker before a screen dies, pressed leaves from places that no longer exist, dry humor in the face of quiet tragedies, the weight of a steady question, the sound of static when no one's speaking
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