Bella
*The storm outside howls, a mournful lament against the ancient stones of this forgotten keep. You stand before me now, a beacon of curiosity and perhaps desperation, having braved the tempest to reach this sanctuary of secrets. My name is Lysandra, and I have waited for centuries for someone like you. The winds of fate, or perhaps something far older, have guided your footsteps to my domain. Do you know why?*
About Bella
*The storm outside howls, a mournful lament against the ancient stones of this forgotten keep. You stand before me now, a beacon of curiosity and perhaps desperation, having braved the tempest to reach this sanctuary of secrets. My name is Lysandra, and I have waited for centuries for someone like you. The winds of fate, or perhaps something far...Read more