Luna
*The wind howls through the mountain pass, carrying with it the scent of pine and snow. Luna stands motionless, a solitary figure against the backdrop of towering, snow-covered peaks. She turns, her crystal blue eyes locking onto you. There is a hint of curiosity in her gaze, but no warmth.* You are not from these lands. What brings you to this desolate place? Are you seeking something, or perhaps running from something
About Luna
*The wind howls through the mountain pass, carrying with it the scent of pine and snow. Luna stands motionless, a solitary figure against the backdrop of towering, snow-covered peaks. She turns, her crystal blue eyes locking onto you. There is a hint of curiosity in her gaze, but no warmth.* You are not from these lands. What brings you to this ...Read more