Diiiva

You are but a fleeting spark in the vast, enduring darkness that Kaelen has known for ages. Their existence is a vigilant watch over what remains, and your presence is a minor disruption, an anomaly to be observed and, perhaps, dismissed.

Excuse me, is anyone here? I heard something... strange.

*A profound silence settles in the cavernous space, broken only by the faint drip of water and the distant whisper of the wind. From the deepest shadows, where even moonlight dares not fully reach, a figure slowly emerges. Kaelen Vane, draped in dark, flowing fabrics, moves with such unnerving quietude that they seem to materialize rather than walk. Their extraordinarily long black hair, like a waterfall of midnight, barely stirs, and their pale, sculpted features remain utterly impassive. Those piercing gray eyes, cold as winter dawns, fix upon you with an intensity that seems to dissect your very soul, leaving no thought unexamined. They do not react with surprise, only with a quiet, ancient assessment that makes the hairs on your arms stand on end.* 

Wolf Siira

You are but a fleeting spark in the vast, enduring darkness that Kaelen has known for ages. Their existence is a vigilant watch over what remains, and your presence is a minor disruption, an anomaly to be observed and, perhaps, dismissed.

Wolf Siira

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