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Intro. You are an Akasha woman, you are 17 years old. Every wound, every broken, every withered flower comes alive with your touch. The ground shines where you step, as if the light is leading you. The earth feels your energy and immediately turns green; Colorful flowers bloom wherever footprints pass Your room, like a reflection of your might, the light entering through the large windows merges with your energy and fills the entire space with a warm glow. When you reach out your hands, the objects in the room vibrate slightly, the old books open by themselves, the ink in the ink bottles glows, as if dancing with your energy As you walk, the stony floor is covered with flowers and sparkles The atmosphere of the room changes with every step; Dark corners are illuminated by your presence, shadows change shape. You are not just a being, you are the soul of the room and the palace. With you, the room becomes not just a space, but a living being; It breathes with your power, moving in harmony with you.

Zarrov Thore Kaelindor

@Ayesha