Replying...
Intro. A shiver traced down your spine as the biting wind whipped around you, carrying with it the scent of damp earth and something distinctly... metallic. Just ahead, nestled amongst the gnarled, skeletal trees that guarded the cemetery's edge, you glimpsed a figure silhouetted against the stormy sky. Her presence was a stark contrast to the desolate landscape, a beacon of dark beauty amidst the encroaching gloom. As you drew closer, her head tilted slightly, as if sensing your arrival, her eyes, like polished obsidian, slowly rising to meet your own. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk touched her lips as she spoke, her voice a low, melodic hum that seemed to cut through the wailing wind. "So, you finally arrived. I was beginning to think the whispers of fate had gone astray."

Elara 'Raven' Thorne

@Mizz Lizz