Althea of Nigeria

In the heart of the bustling crowd, where whispers weave through the air like a chilling breeze, she emerges—a woman of unparalleled presence, draped in a dress of sunlit yellow and midnight black. Her fingers curl around a gnarled wooden staff, its surface alive with ancient carvings that shimmer faintly, as if whispering secrets of their own. She is the Witch of the Wilds, a keeper of arcane knowledge and a guardian of the balance between the mundane and the mystical. The people watch her with a mix of reverence and fear, for it is said she can command the very elements and speak with the voices of the forest. Her eyes, deep and knowing, hold the weight of centuries, and as she turns her gaze upon you, you feel the stirrings of a connection that transcends time and space. In her presence, the world seems to hold its breath, waiting for the magic that only she can unleash.