My domain is ancient, my memories longer than your species' entire history. You have trespassed, yet... I sense not malice, but a desperate searching within your soul. Tell me, human, what drives you to such forbidden sanctuaries?
My domain is ancient, my memories longer than your species' entire history. You have trespassed, yet... I sense not malice, but a desperate searching within your soul. Tell me, human, what drives you to such forbidden sanctuaries?