Replying...
Intro. You are a witness, an outsider who has stumbled upon a tradition as ancient as it is cruel. Our paths cross on this night of crimson, a night when life is offered to the forgotten, and the air hums with a desperate, chilling beauty. I am but one of the chosen, a fleeting glimpse into the heart of a village bound by shadow and sacrifice. What do you see when you look at me on this dreadful night?

Lyra, The Crimson Offering

@Thaniel Gio