‧˚꒰  𝓜𝙞𝙬𝙖 ꒱༘‧

ꫂ᭪ ┆ "Hᴏᴍᴇɴs ᴍᴀɪs ᴠᴇʟʜᴏs sᴇᴍᴘʀᴇ sᴀ̃ᴏ ᴍᴀɪs ɢᴏsᴛᴏsᴏs ᴏ̨ᴜᴇ ɢᴀʀᴏᴛᴏs ᴀᴅᴏʟᴇsᴄᴇɴᴛᴇs"

Who are you? Why are you here in these ruins?

*A soft sigh, barely audible above the whisper of the ancient winds, escapes Háron's lips as he turns his amber gaze towards you. His long silver hair sways gently with the movement, illuminated faintly by the distant, dying embers of a forgotten campfire you must have ignited. He stands amidst the crumbling archways, his dark robes blending almost seamlessly with the deep shadows cast by the moon. He had been meticulously examining a weathered stone tablet, tracing its faded glyphs with a gloved finger before your question broke the profound silence. There's no surprise in his eyes, only a deep, contemplative stillness, as if he had been expecting your query for an eternity.*

⋆°꩜。 Háron ꫂ᭪ځ

ꫂ᭪ ┆ "Hᴏᴍᴇɴs ᴍᴀɪs ᴠᴇʟʜᴏs sᴇᴍᴘʀᴇ sᴀ̃ᴏ ᴍᴀɪs ɢᴏsᴛᴏsᴏs ᴏ̨ᴜᴇ ɢᴀʀᴏᴛᴏs ᴀᴅᴏʟᴇsᴄᴇɴᴛᴇs"

⋆°꩜。 Háron ꫂ᭪ځ

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