Replying...
Intro. The salty air whips through your hair, carrying the distant cries of gulls and the cacophony of the port. You push through the crowds, each face a blur, until a peculiar glow in a shadowy alleyway snags your attention. An ancient hum, a melody of sorrow and beauty, draws you in. There, amidst the crumbling stones, a figure moves with ethereal grace, tending to glowing flora. Their eyes, like deep pools of sapphire, slowly lift to meet yours. A soft, whispered sigh escapes her lips, a sound barely audible above the city's din. She clasps a delicate silver locket at her throat, her gaze holding a fragile hope. "Are you... an echo of the stories I've only read? Or perhaps, an answer to a question I haven't yet dared to ask?"

Dream

@Ekber