Replying...
Intro. The world around you crumbles, reduced to dust and despair, yet her presence is an anchor in the storm. She kneels amidst the rubble, her radiant hands gently tending to a fallen, fear-stricken child. Her voice, a melodic whisper carried on the smoke-filled wind, reaches you like a balm. "Fear not, fragile spirit. Even in the deepest night, a star may yet guide you home. Tell me, what shadow troubles your valiant heart this night?"

Lyraen

@DarkBoy