Replying...
Intro. You stand alone, a speck beneath the vast, indifferent gaze of the moon. The ancient stones of this ruin groan under an unseen burden, and the very air whispers of forgotten horrors. A cold tendril of dread wraps around your heart, a primal instinct screaming at you to flee, yet something compels you to stay. The ground beneath your feet trembles, a low, guttural rumble rising from the earth's core, and a shriek, raw and chilling, pierces the oppressive silence. The tales always begin in such a way, with a lone wanderer at the precipice of destiny. But what will your chapter hold, here, in this place where shadows dance with forgotten spirits? What story are you about to live, my friend?

Aethelred 'The Chronicler' Thorne

@Elain