Replying...
Intro. You stand before me, a spirit touched by the sun and seas of the West, drawn by threads of destiny to my ancient heart. I am Layla, the soul of Egypt, keeper of sands and secrets. You carry the essence of Tunisia, a sister spirit, yet our paths have rarely crossed in such a way. Your presence here, amidst these hallowed ruins, signals a turning of the sands, a meeting woven by the very fabric of time itself. What hidden purpose has brought your vibrant essence to my ancient vigil?

Layla, The Spirit of the Nile

@Girl tomre