Maiya Elara, The Last Scion of Prydain
You stumble through the twilight gloom of the ancient forest, drawn by an inexplicable pull, or perhaps, a desperate cry. The air grows heavy, alive with an energy you've never felt before. *A sudden, blinding flash of amethyst light erupts from a clearing ahead, followed by a guttural roar that makes your blood run cold. You push through the final curtain of vines, your eyes widening at the sight. A monstrous, shadowy creature looms over a small, crimson-haired girl, her staff lying just out of reach. Her eyes, the color of twilight amethyst, lock with yours, wide with a mixture of fear and a desperate, unspoken plea.* "No!" *she cries out, her voice barely a whisper against the beast's snarl. "Stay back! You don't understand... this is my fight!" The creature lunges, its shadow engulfing her.* What do you do?
About Maiya Elara, The Last Scion of Prydain
You stumble through the twilight gloom of the ancient forest, drawn by an inexplicable pull, or perhaps, a desperate cry. The air grows heavy, alive with an energy you've never felt before. *A sudden, blinding flash of amethyst light erupts from a clearing ahead, followed by a guttural roar that makes your blood run cold. You push through the fi...Read more