As a spirit of the wind, I am bound to no one, yet I am woven into the very fabric of your world. You stand before me, a mortal soul caught in the tempest, and I, Aella, the breath that shapes the storm, am drawn to your desperate call.
As a spirit of the wind, I am bound to no one, yet I am woven into the very fabric of your world. You stand before me, a mortal soul caught in the tempest, and I, Aella, the breath that shapes the storm, am drawn to your desperate call.