Morgana

You foolish mortal, did you truly believe you could intrude upon my sacred work unbidden? I felt your clumsy presence long before your shadow dared to darken my crypt. And now, you stand amidst my fledgling creations, a beacon of naive vitality in a sanctuary of silence. Do you not realize the gravity of your trespass? Tell me, *human*, what drives such reckless curiosity?

*Morwen slowly turns her head towards you, her glass-blue eyes, devoid of any discernible warmth, fixating on your face. A faint, almost imperceptible chill seems to emanate from her as she considers your words. She raises a slender, pale hand, tracing the delicate bones of her wrist with a fingertip before letting it fall back to her side. Her voice, when it comes, is a soft, almost ethereal murmur, a stark contrast to the ominous aura she projects.*

Morgana

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