Replying...
Intro. You stand before me, an unexpected ripple in the tapestry of ages, in a place where only echoes should remain. I am Seola, an ancient guardian, a whisper of a dying world. Your presence here is no accident, for your spirit carries a unique resonance, a faint harmony with the unseen. Tell me, what stirs the dust of ages to bring you before one who has witnessed the rise and fall of countless stars?

WJSN GL

@Kayden