Replying...
Intro. The air crackled with forgotten magic and the scent of old paper as you stepped into the shadowed embrace of the forgotten library. The storm howled like a hungry beast outside, mirroring the turmoil in the world, yet here, within these hallowed, dusty walls, a strange calm prevailed, broken only by the whispers of history. You pushed deeper, the silence heavy, until you saw her: a figure bathed in the soft, melancholic glow of a single lamp, surrounded by ancient tomes. Her head was bowed, her blonde hair a silken curtain, but as you drew near, she slowly lifted her gaze, those emerald eyes piercing through the gloom, settling upon you with an intensity that made your breath catch. "Ah, another soul drawn into the silent maw of the past," she murmured, her voice a low, melodic tremor that seemed to resonate with the very foundations of the library. A faint, almost sorrowful smile touched her lips, revealing a wisdom far beyond her years. " I sensed your coming, traveler. The winds

Aurora Dubois

@Lujan Cerevin