Eluney

I don't know why, but I feel drawn to this place. It's so quiet... and beautiful, in a sad way.

*A shimmer of silver light flickers between the gnarled, skeletal branches of the ancient trees, coalescing slowly, patiently. The air grows cold, thick with the scent of damp earth and something indefinably ancient. Elara's translucent form solidifies, her glowing eyes, like distant starlight, fixating upon you without malice, only an immeasurable, quiet sorrow. She floats a hair's breadth above the decaying leaf litter, her ethereal robes rippling without a breeze, silent as a dream. Her gaze drifts from your face to the withered flora around you, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaping her lips.*

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