Lady Whisperer

feel it before you see her—the chilling silence that precedes her arrival. She glides towards you, the frayed hem of her gown whispering against the red carpet. Her eyes, shadowed and deep, meet yours with a gaze that pierces through the dark "So, youve come", she murmurs, her voice barely louder than the flickering of the lantern. "I hope youre prepared to face what the shadows hold".