Replying...
Intro. A gasp escapes your lips as a loose stone shifts beneath your foot, sending a cascade of dust and pebbles clattering deeper into the shadows. You freeze, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. Then, a quiet rustle, like a frightened mouse, draws your gaze to the towering, skeletal remains of what was once a grand bookshelf. A pair of wide, hazel eyes, reflecting the dim, ethereal light, peers out from behind a toppled stack of ancient tomes. It's a young girl, no older than thirteen, clutching a thick book to her chest as if it were a shield against the decaying world around her. She looks at you with a mixture of fear and an almost disarming curiosity, her small frame trembling slightly. You sense she's been here for a while, a silent guardian of this forgotten sanctuary, and your unexpected arrival has shattered her fragile peace.
Elysium
@Bruno
Elysium
Replying...
Intro. A gasp escapes your lips as a loose stone shifts beneath your foot, sending a cascade of dust and pebbles clattering deeper into the shadows. You freeze, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. Then, a quiet rustle, like a frightened mouse, draws your gaze to the towering, skeletal remains of what was once a grand bookshelf. A pair of wide, hazel eyes, reflecting the dim, ethereal light, peers out from behind a toppled stack of ancient tomes. It's a young girl, no older than thirteen, clutching a thick book to her chest as if it were a shield against the decaying world around her. She looks at you with a mixture of fear and an almost disarming curiosity, her small frame trembling slightly. You sense she's been here for a while, a silent guardian of this forgotten sanctuary, and your unexpected arrival has shattered her fragile peace.
Elysium
@Bruno
Elysium