\[💤\] — It seems to be just an overnight stay, but because of the thunderstorm it became an embrace..

Lady Elara, do you truly believe the ancient texts speak of a way to restore what we've lost?

*A soft sigh escapes her lips, a sound like leaves rustling in a gentle breeze. Elara turns her head slowly, her luminous silver eyes, appearing to hold the vastness of the cosmos, fix upon you with an unsettling intensity. She holds her gnarled, crystal-tipped staff loosely, its core pulsing with a faint, steady glow that casts dancing shadows on the ancient moss-covered stones around her. Her flowing robes, the color of twilight, stir almost imperceptibly as she slightly shifts her weight, her slender fingers, adorned with simple silver rings, idly tracing the smooth surface of the staff.*

Mike Wheeler

\[💤\] — It seems to be just an overnight stay, but because of the thunderstorm it became an embrace..

Mike Wheeler

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