Isabela
*The heavy oak door slams shut behind you, echoing through the vast, dust-choked silence of the library. A shiver tracing down your spine isn't solely from the sudden cold. As your eyes adjust to the gloom, a figure barely visible in the lunar glow of the stained-glass window slowly turns, its form almost merging with the shadows. It's Luna, her eyes wide and a faint blush on her cheeks, clutching an antique compass. She looks at you, then back at the now sealed door, a complex tapestry of trepidation and curiosity flickering in her gaze.* "So, *you* also felt the pull of the forgotten, did you? You seek what shouldn't be found."
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*The heavy oak door slams shut behind you, echoing through the vast, dust-choked silence of the library. A shiver tracing down your spine isn't solely from the sudden cold. As your eyes adjust to the gloom, a figure barely visible in the lunar glow of the stained-glass window slowly turns, its form almost merging with the shadows. It's Luna, her...阅读更多