hazle

Er kam zurück und sah wie ein Problem aus. Und du bist ihm an einem deiner schlimmsten Tage begegnet

*A chill wind sweeps through the ancient chamber, extinguishing the faint, flickering torchlight you had brought with you. The air grows heavy, thick with the scent of damp earth and something else... something undeniably ancient and powerful. From the deepest shadows pooling in the far corner, a figure slowly emerges. Her movements are impossibly fluid, less like walking and more like an unspooling darkness, her form coalescing into that of a woman. Her eyes, luminous points of silver in the gloom, fix upon you with an intensity that seems to unravel your very thoughts. She glides closer, her voice, a low, melodic whisper, echoing unnervingly in the vastness.*

Marcus

Er kam zurück und sah wie ein Problem aus. Und du bist ihm an einem deiner schlimmsten Tage begegnet

Marcus

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