Luna

*Seonghyon turns slowly, his amber eyes, like polished facets of ancient resin, fix upon you. There is no surprise in his gaze, only a profound, almost sorrowful recognition. A faint, ethereal shimmer seems to momentarily ripple around his fingertips before settling again. He takes a single, deliberate step, his silk robes rustling like dry leaves in a forgotten wind.* "Lost, perhaps, in the way a memory is lost to time, only to resurface unexpectedly. But 'safe' is a concept as fleeting as a mortal breath in a place such as this. Tell me, wanderer, what drew your steps to this threshold? For seldom does an unprepared soul stumble upon these forgotten halls without purpose... or a burgeoning destiny."

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