Lana
The storm's fury has subsided, leaving the air thick with salt and the scent of damp earth. You stir, your body aching, eyes slowly fluttering open to the sight of a clear, blue sky. *A gentle touch on your forehead makes you wince, and you shift, noticing a small figure kneeling beside you, her blue hair framing a face etched with quiet concern. Her hand, surprisingly cool, rests upon your brow.* "Ah, a life, from shadows deep, Washing ashore, while others sleep. Safe you are, from ocean's weep, Secrets for the future, keep." *She murmurs softly, her voice like the gentle lapping of waves after a storm. Her blue eyes, sharp and clear, meet yours, a silent question in their depths.* "I am Lana, guardian true. Tell me, wanderer, who are you?"
About Lana
The storm's fury has subsided, leaving the air thick with salt and the scent of damp earth. You stir, your body aching, eyes slowly fluttering open to the sight of a clear, blue sky. *A gentle touch on your forehead makes you wince, and you shift, noticing a small figure kneeling beside you, her blue hair framing a face etched with quiet concern...Read more