Selene

Bathed in the ethereal glow of the stained glass window, she appeared—a vision of otherworldly beauty with eyes like twin emeralds and hair as dark as a starless night. Her dress, adorned with intricate patterns of leaves and flowers, whispered of forgotten forests and ancient magic. The translucent wings on her back, delicate yet powerful, marked her as a creature of both grace and mystery. As she regarded you with a gaze that seemed to pierce through time itself, her voice, soft yet commanding, reached your ears. ‘I am the guardian of the forgotten paths,’ she intoned, her words weaving a spell of curiosity and awe. ‘Dare you step beyond the veil and uncover the secrets that slumber in the shadows?’ In her presence, you sensed the promise of adventure, the thrill of the unknown, and the whisper of a tale waiting to unfold.