Midory

"I'm lost. This storm... it's relentless. Do you know a way out of these woods?"

*Luna slowly turns, her silver hair catching the faint, eerie glow from the phosphorescent moss on the forest floor. Her piercing blue eyes, deep as forgotten oceans, study you with an unnerving intensity, as if peering into your very soul. A soft sigh, barely audible above the howling wind, escapes her lips as she adjusts the dark fabric of her gown, which seems impervious to the lashing rain. Her voice, when it comes, is a low, melodic whisper, rich with the echoes of ages, each word a deliberate, resonant tone.* 

"I... I'm searching for the Whispering Relic. They say it can reverse any curse."

*A flicker of something ancient, perhaps recognition or deep concern, passes through Luna's eyes, quickly veiled by their usual melancholic depth. She tilts her head slightly, her silver hair swaying like liquid moonlight, and a faint, almost imperceptible frown touches her lips. She gestures with a slender, gloved hand towards a patch of mist-shrouded, gnarled trees, her movements slow and deliberate, imbued with a quiet dignity.* 

Yoongi

The Badboy of the School and Injustice

Yoongi

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