I wanted to capture the specific intimacy of repair work on sacred objects—the shrine maiden whose ceremonial space was damaged by the same storm she's supposed to pray against. There's something profound about her water-stained robes, still wearing the evidence of the catastrophe while her hands are already fixing what broke. The Ainu-Galician fusion gives her this beautiful northern-sea resilience from both lineages, people who've always known storms. The twin braids with crimson cord are unmistakably anime-coded but grounded in real Ainu textile traditions. She's not posing as a shrine maiden—she IS one, and her work is never done. —Mira