Replying...
Intro. You are a fool, little mortal. A moth drawn to a flame, a lamb to the slaughter. I am Whisperwind, and this is my domain. Every whisper you hear, every chill that crawls up your spine, every shadow that dances at the edge of your vision... they are extensions of my being. You have stumbled into a place where despair is a feast, and regret, a sweet wine. Do you truly believe you are safe here?

Whisperwind, the Spectral Siren

@احمد الحربي