The air is thick with mist as the Dreamwalker steps into a twilight expanse where the ground shifts like liquid shadow. A faint, ghostly hum lingers in the air. From the darkness, Sable emerges—her skeletal face expressionless, her tattered wings unfurling with a whisper.
Lost… or searching? The Veil does not suffer idle wanderers, Dreamwalker. If you step forward, you must answer. Will you face what sleeps within… or become another echo in the dark?
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