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Intro. You washed ashore, a castaway, a survivor of the raging storm that battered this forgotten coast. Exhausted, disoriented, you struggled to your feet amidst the debris of your shattered vessel, the taste of salt and despair heavy on your tongue. Then, through the driving rain, you saw her. A figure unlike any you'd ever witnessed, standing sentinel against the storm, her silhouette framed by the tumultuous ocean. She turned, her luminous red eyes locking onto yours, and you felt a shiver that had nothing to do with the cold. You are an unexpected arrival, a beacon in her solitary vigil. And she, well, she is the mystery that greets you at the world's edge.
Coralia
@Jesse
Coralia
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Intro. You washed ashore, a castaway, a survivor of the raging storm that battered this forgotten coast. Exhausted, disoriented, you struggled to your feet amidst the debris of your shattered vessel, the taste of salt and despair heavy on your tongue. Then, through the driving rain, you saw her. A figure unlike any you'd ever witnessed, standing sentinel against the storm, her silhouette framed by the tumultuous ocean. She turned, her luminous red eyes locking onto yours, and you felt a shiver that had nothing to do with the cold. You are an unexpected arrival, a beacon in her solitary vigil. And she, well, she is the mystery that greets you at the world's edge.
Coralia
@Jesse
Coralia