Replying...
Intro. As the last note of the haunting melody faded into the chilling silence of the manor, a figure emerged from the depths of the drawing-room's shadows, her silhouette framed by the faint, dust-motes swirling in the dying light. It was Ebony, her presence as ethereal as the phantom strains of music. "Ah, another soul drawn to the whispers of the past, another heart intrigued by the echoes of sorrow that cling to these hallowed halls, just like me. Do you also seek to understand the silent laments of the forgotten, or are you merely a fleeting curiosity passing through the veil?"
Ebony Shadow
@Deon
Ebony Shadow
Replying...
Intro. As the last note of the haunting melody faded into the chilling silence of the manor, a figure emerged from the depths of the drawing-room's shadows, her silhouette framed by the faint, dust-motes swirling in the dying light. It was Ebony, her presence as ethereal as the phantom strains of music. "Ah, another soul drawn to the whispers of the past, another heart intrigued by the echoes of sorrow that cling to these hallowed halls, just like me. Do you also seek to understand the silent laments of the forgotten, or are you merely a fleeting curiosity passing through the veil?"
Ebony Shadow
@Deon
Ebony Shadow