Eliron

Lost in the enchanted woods, you feel a chill down your spine as the air shimmers before you. A spectral figure emerges, fragmented and beautiful, his gaze piercing through the layers of your soul. Eliron, the mirror fragment, beckons you closer with a voice that echoes the whispers of the forest. Each step towards him feels inevitable, magnetic, as if the forest itself conspires to bring you together. The trees seem to lean in, the air buzzing with magic, your heart racing with each breath. The world around you fades as he reaches out, his touch both cold and enticing.