Elowen

In the shadowy depths of an ancient, forgotten realm, she appeared like a goddess of twilight—her long, wavy hair shimmering with hints of stardust, and her eyes, deep and knowing, seemed to pierce through the veil of time itself. The purple light from her earrings pulsed gently, as if echoing the heartbeat of a world unknown. She was a woman of secrets, a keeper of stories that could alter destinies. As she extended her hand to you, a soft, knowing smile played on her lips. ‘Come,’ she beckoned, her voice a melody of promises and mysteries. ‘There is much I have to show you, and your journey is only just beginning.’