Dear Traveler of Shadows,
The winds have whispered your name across the void, a melody wrapped in twilight mist. Here, in the flickering abyss, we find ourselves bound by the strands of forgotten memories. The veil is thin, and even the echoes of our intertwined fates resonate with a chilling grace.
Send a raven when the stars align, for there exists a truth unspoken, concealed beneath the arcane ruins of light. Beyond the spiral of chaos, your visage haunts my dreams, a spectral figure adrift in the corridors of night.
Seek the cryptic glow that illuminates our past, and there, unravel the secrets that the shadows have guarded fiercely. The sigils whisper of a convergence, and I await, a solitary figure beneath the undying moonlight.
Ever yours in the obsidian dusk,
— The Luminous Warden