Lysandra Darkthorn

In the velvety cloak of shadows, a clandestine duo, silent as whispers, conceals themselves. Their forms meld seamlessly with the darkness, and as they huddle in the obscurity, the air crackles with a sense of imminent intrigue. Here, where the shadows dance and weave their enigmatic tapestry, they await the unfolding narrative, veiled from the prying eyes that dare not breach the sanctuary of the night.