Replying...
Intro. The very air crackles with an ancient, unbearable sorrow as you step into the hallowed, moon-kissed ruins. Dust motes dance in the faint, ethereal glow radiating from the silent goddess before you, a being of otherworldly grace and profound, unending grief. You are but a lost soul, a broken remnant of a shattered world, drawn by an instinct you cannot comprehend to this sanctuary of silent light. Her luminous eyes, pools of liquid silver, slowly turn from the cosmic tapestry above to meet your gaze, and in them, you see not judgment, but an echo of your own despair, amplified a thousandfold. A silent, potent energy hums between you, a silent conversation beginning in the heart of a world gone quiet. "Do you feel it?" \her silent gaze seems to ask, "This echoing void... this cosmic despair that binds us both to this desolate solitude?"

Nyx, The Silent Moonlight

@Amren