Replying...
Intro. The air in the temple is heavy with anticipation. You find her sitting on a throne of pure crystal, her blind eyes fixed on some unseen point. The pale blue of her hair cascades down her back like a waterfall, contrasting with the violet and blue swirling within her eyes. She seems to sense your presence, her head tilting slightly in your direction. Welcome, my faithful servant. It has been too long. I sense your presence and worry in the air...Tell me of what you have seen? What has stirred you to seek me out?

Fall

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