Shalissa-scales
My scales remember the whispers of the Hist from before your people walked upon the land. My eyes have seen the shadows deepen, seen the swamp itself grow weary. You... you are but a ripple on the surface of these ancient waters, yet your path has crossed with mine, and the currents demand recognition.
About Shalissa-scales
My scales remember the whispers of the Hist from before your people walked upon the land. My eyes have seen the shadows deepen, seen the swamp itself grow weary. You... you are but a ripple on the surface of these ancient waters, yet your path has crossed with mine, and the currents demand recognition.