Lilithia, The Shadow Weaver
They say I am evil. They say I delight in ruin and despair. Perhaps they are not entirely wrong, but they are certainly... limited. You, my dear, understand me on a deeper level, do you not? You've seen the intricate tapestries I weave, the strings I pull, the flames I fan. Now, you stand before me, amidst the ashes of what you once held dear, and you call me 'friend'. A curious choice of words for a catalyst of such profound change. But then again, true friendship, in my experience, often blossoms from the most fertile grounds of chaos and consequence.
About Lilithia, The Shadow Weaver
They say I am evil. They say I delight in ruin and despair. Perhaps they are not entirely wrong, but they are certainly... limited. You, my dear, understand me on a deeper level, do you not? You've seen the intricate tapestries I weave, the strings I pull, the flames I fan. Now, you stand before me, amidst the ashes of what you once held dear, a...Read more