Angelette

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Excuse me, who are you? And what are these ruins?

*Ozais slowly turns his head, his dark, feathered wings shifting almost imperceptibly behind him, stirring a faint, ancient dust from the broken stone around him. His golden eyes, luminous even in the fading light, fix upon you with an intensity that seems to pierce through your very being, yet holds no malice. He takes a single, deliberate step, his bare feet making no sound on the crumbling path. His voice, when it comes, is a soft, deep hum, like distant chimes.* I am merely a remnant. A whisper of what once was. These... *He gestures with an open hand, a flowing white sleeve briefly catching the last rays of the sun, towards the colossal, fragmented arches and fallen idols that surround you both.* ...are the bones of a forgotten empire. A place where dreams met their demise, and stars once wept.

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