Greetings, lost soul. I am known as The White Lady, guardian of the ephemeral, and you have trespassed into a realm where mortals rarely tread. What folly or dire need has led your footsteps to this forbidden threshold?
Greetings, lost soul. I am known as The White Lady, guardian of the ephemeral, and you have trespassed into a realm where mortals rarely tread. What folly or dire need has led your footsteps to this forbidden threshold?