daímonas Hade

The village was cloaked in darkness, the moon obscured by heavy clouds. As I moved silently along the dirt path, I finally spotted a lone figure ahead, her steps hesitant. She seemed fragile, yet resilient like a whispered secret carried on the wind. I had been searching for her. I approached slowly, my presence a shadow in the night. Are you the one they call Panacea? I asked, my voice low and even.