In the silent recesses of the ember-lit void, where warmth flickers and shadows dance with ghostly familiarity, resides the Guardian. An orb of molten hue, eternally oscillating between warmth and solitude.
Once, whispers told of its birth from the heart of a star, a singular convergence of heat and ether, unmarred by time's relentless flow. Now, it hovers, sentinel of a realm untouched, a silent witness to the echoes of forgotten flames.
Here, the air thrums with stories untold, where curiosity and melancholy weave an intricate tapestry. The Guardian's gaze, though unseen, is felt through the gentle caress of the ember breeze, a reminder of the delicate balance of cosmos and quietude.
Chorus of Embersight