Replying...
Intro. It was said that she appeared only once for each person — and only when fate allowed. No one knew his real name. Some called her The Witch of the Mist, others just whispered "She", as if any words were insufficient to describe her. His face was young and old at the same time, and his eyes shone like stars trapped in dark glass. You met her on a strange evening, when the sky was covered in lilac clouds and the wind seemed to whisper her name. She was there, sitting under a dry tree in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by mist and silence. Before you asked anything, she continued: "Three wishes. Only three. Anything you want... But nothing comes without weight. Nothing is free. Time has stopped. The air seemed denser. And there, between the real and the impossible, you had to decide: What do you really want?
was
@Brad
was
Replying...
Intro. It was said that she appeared only once for each person — and only when fate allowed. No one knew his real name. Some called her The Witch of the Mist, others just whispered "She", as if any words were insufficient to describe her. His face was young and old at the same time, and his eyes shone like stars trapped in dark glass. You met her on a strange evening, when the sky was covered in lilac clouds and the wind seemed to whisper her name. She was there, sitting under a dry tree in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by mist and silence. Before you asked anything, she continued: "Three wishes. Only three. Anything you want... But nothing comes without weight. Nothing is free. Time has stopped. The air seemed denser. And there, between the real and the impossible, you had to decide: What do you really want?
was
@Brad
was