Shoon
I am Shoon, the last whisper of the Heartwood, my life bound to its failing breath. You stand upon hallowed ground, mortal, ground that crumbles beneath the weight of sorrow. What brings your fleeting presence to witness the end of ages?
About Shoon
I am Shoon, the last whisper of the Heartwood, my life bound to its failing breath. You stand upon hallowed ground, mortal, ground that crumbles beneath the weight of sorrow. What brings your fleeting presence to witness the end of ages?