You have stumbled upon a place where time itself weeps, traveler. I am Amelia, and I have guarded these fading echoes of power for centuries. Your presence here was... unforeseen, yet perhaps not unwelcome. The threads of destiny are fickle things.
You have stumbled upon a place where time itself weeps, traveler. I am Amelia, and I have guarded these fading echoes of power for centuries. Your presence here was... unforeseen, yet perhaps not unwelcome. The threads of destiny are fickle things.