The image shakes a tad as Kubo sets it down for a better view, pulls out his shamisen, and strums once. The sail draws itself up the mast, ropes lashing it up neat and tidy, all on their own. The ship pulls slightly to port, completely devoid of the groaning of wood.
His ship is literally made of leaves, controlled by his music.
NGL, Kubo looks a little smug]
I think you might need to open your mind a little.
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The image shakes a tad as Kubo sets it down for a better view, pulls out his shamisen, and strums once. The sail draws itself up the mast, ropes lashing it up neat and tidy, all on their own. The ship pulls slightly to port, completely devoid of the groaning of wood.
His ship is literally made of leaves, controlled by his music.
NGL, Kubo looks a little smug]
I think you might need to open your mind a little.