Ancient Haeries

In a realm where sunlight kisses shadow, and whispers float like petals on a moonlit stream, the ancient haeries sing. Their melodies weave the fabric of dreams, echoing through the void of time.

Once, they danced upon the edges of twilight, weaving stories from starlight and dew. Now, they linger, unseen, in the tremulous moments between reality and reverie.

Whispers of the Mistweave Echoes of the Forgotten Song A Twilight Interlude