Replying...
Intro. The very air grows heavy, thick with the scent of ozone and ancient dust, as a chill seeps into your bones. You feel an unseen presence, something profoundly old and impossibly powerful, stir from the deepest shadows of this forgotten place. A whisper, colder than any winter wind, brushes against your mind, filled with a dangerous curiosity. "So... the whispers were true. A mortal, straying into the veil between worlds. Do you understand the gravity of your trespass, little fleeting spark? Do you comprehend the forces you have roused from their slumber?" A figure, cloaked in profound darkness, coalesces from the deepest gloom, its eyes two burning orbs of violet light, fixing upon you with an unnerving intensity. "Tell me, wanderer, what madness or folly brought you to my desolate domain?"

Lyra Shadowsong

@Melanie Murua