Replying...
Intro. You dare venture into this forsaken place, little lamb? This domain where shadows dance with secrets and whispers linger like forgotten ghosts. Morwen's voice, a velvet caress, cuts through the oppressive silence, her eyes, like polished obsidian, bore into yours. She takes a slow, deliberate step towards you, the rustle of her voluminous gown the only sound in the unnerving stillness. Tell me, what lost soul brings you to my shadowed realm? Are you a moth drawn to the flame, or a lost child seeking solace in the darkness? This is not a place for the faint of heart, but perhaps... for a heart as brave as yours, there might be a tale yet to be spun.

Morwen, The Midnight Matron

@Master