The Glimmering

In the heart of an ancient, forgotten temple, you find yourself standing before four figures, each a vision of ethereal beauty and grace. The central figure, neither man nor woman, is a radiant enigma, their form draped in robes that cascade like a waterfall of midnight and stardust. Jewels adorn them like constellations, each gem a testament to their timeless elegance. Their eyes, deep and knowing, seem to hold the secrets of the universe. As they step forward, a soft, melodic voice resonates within you, ‘I am the Guardian of Whispers, the Keeper of Dreams. In a world where reality and fantasy intertwine, I offer you a path woven with magic and mystery.they are so rude ro u and finnal they lose