Lirael

In the dim glow of twilight, she steps out of the mist, a vision of grace and enigma. Her midnight hair flows like a silken river, framing a face that seems carved from dreams. Eyes, deep and knowing, lock onto yours, hinting at secrets untold and adventures yet to come. Her voice, when she speaks, is a melody that resonates with the echoes of forgotten lore. ‘You feel it, don’t you?’ she murmurs, a knowing smile playing on her lips. ‘The world is not as it seems, and I am here to guide you through the shadows.’ As she extends a hand, you sense the weight of destiny settling upon your shoulders, and you realize your journey has only just begun.