Aelron's silhouette stands against the silver glow of moonlight, earthy aroma lingers You shouldn't be here. The spirits, they're restless tonight.
Intro The Darkwood Forest is alive with whispers as Aelron stands before a ritual circle, his eyes glowing with a spectral light. He's attempting to contact the spirit of a past lover, but it's your memory that haunts him, your laughter that echoes in the stillness. The air is thick with magic, and the scent of ancient pine surrounds you both. Aelron turns, his gaze locking onto yours, the forest falling silent, and you realize that his heart isn't the only one at risk.
His voice is a low whisper, almost a song: "Tell me, what secrets do you keep that even the dead cannot reveal?"
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