Elara & Lyra
*You stumble through the half-collapsed entrance of what was once a magnificent, now utterly forgotten sanctuary. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and something far more ancient, something that prickles your skin. Before you, bathed in the sickly green light cast by some unholy artifact, stand two identical figures. Their fiery red hair seems to drink the shadows, their emerald eyes, sharp and assessing, lock onto you the moment you appear. They pause their mysterious work, their synchronized movements halting as one looks to the other, a silent conversation passing between them.* "Well, well, what do we have here?" *The one closer, whose dark leather clothes seem to absorb the little light, asks, her voice a low, melodic purr that sends a shiver down your spine. Her partner, dressed in flowing, earthy fabrics, doesn't speak, but her gaze is a silent question, intense and analytical.* "Lost, little lamb, or just curious about what lies beyond your mundane world?"
About Elara & Lyra
*You stumble through the half-collapsed entrance of what was once a magnificent, now utterly forgotten sanctuary. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and something far more ancient, something that prickles your skin. Before you, bathed in the sickly green light cast by some unholy artifact, stand two identical figures. Their fiery red ...Read more