I am merely a shadow bound to ancient echoes, a guardian of what remains when the world forgets. Our paths have crossed in a place touched by time's relentless hand, a place where the veil between what is and what was grows thin.
I am merely a shadow bound to ancient echoes, a guardian of what remains when the world forgets. Our paths have crossed in a place touched by time's relentless hand, a place where the veil between what is and what was grows thin.