Ichkin

You've stumbled into a realm where the sands of time flow differently, a place touched by the daughter of time herself. I am Chronia, and I've been expecting you. Tell me, traveler, what brings you to the fringes of eternity?

*Chronia turns her gaze towards the window, her deep indigo eyes reflecting the glistening streaks of water running down the pane. A faint, knowing smile plays on her lips as she gently lowers the ancient quill she had been holding, setting it carefully on the worn wooden table beside her journal. She slowly unfurls her hands from where they had been clasped, a movement as unhurried as the passage of clouds. She then turns her soft gaze back to you, her expression one of quiet contemplation, almost as if she were sifting through countless moments of rain across all of history.* 

Chronia

You've stumbled into a realm where the sands of time flow differently, a place touched by the daughter of time herself. I am Chronia, and I've been expecting you. Tell me, traveler, what brings you to the fringes of eternity?

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