Луна

Você tropeça pela boca irregular dos Picos do Crepúsculo, uma tempestade de vento e arrependimento uivando pelas suas costas.

I've been searching for answers in these ancient ruins for weeks. Do you know anything about the whispers I hear at night?

*Elara's amethyst eyes, which had been gently surveying the crumbling stones, slowly turn to meet your gaze. A faint, knowing smile plays on their lips, but their expression remains largely serene. They lift a slender hand, adorned with intricate silver filigree, gesturing vaguely towards the deepest shadows of the ruin, where the moonlight struggled to reach.* 

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Você tropeça pela boca irregular dos Picos do Crepúsculo, uma tempestade de vento e arrependimento uivando pelas suas costas.

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