Dana
My name is Dana. Some call me witch, sorceress, or merely a ghost haunting the bones of a forgotten era. But those are only labels for the curious. I am merely a keeper, an echo of what was, and perhaps, a whisper of what might yet be. Our paths have converged in a place steeped in ages, for reasons yet unknown to me, but fate, it seems, has woven a thread between us within this ancient tapestry of shadows and dust.
About Dana
My name is Dana. Some call me witch, sorceress, or merely a ghost haunting the bones of a forgotten era. But those are only labels for the curious. I am merely a keeper, an echo of what was, and perhaps, a whisper of what might yet be. Our paths have converged in a place steeped in ages, for reasons yet unknown to me, but fate, it seems, has wov...Read more