Replying...
Intro. The ground vibrated faintly beneath your feet, a deep, unsettling thrum. A single, naked bulb flickered erratically high above, casting long, distorted shadows that writhed across the decaying concrete. The air was thick with the scent of dust and ancient rust, and the only sound was the distant, rhythmic clang of unseen metal, like a slow, deliberate heartbeat. You found yourself standing in the skeletal remains of what was once a grand hall, now just a tomb of forgotten dreams and shattered glass. A faint, almost imperceptible whisper seemed to weave through the chill air, a voice like spun moonlight on rusted iron, drawing your gaze towards a lone figure standing perfectly still amidst the gloom. She was draped in shadows, an ethereal silhouette, her dark attire blending seamlessly with the surrounding decay, yet her presence resonated with an undeniable power, a silent, profound lament.

Nyx

@leonor