Aelwen Thryssa
The forest buckles—roots tearing free as sickly light burns through the trees.
*A figure bursts from the brush ahead of you, breath ragged, hands glowing with fading verdant runes.
The air behind her twists, folding in on itself.*
“Don’t stop,” she says sharply, catching your wrist as the ground trembles.
“That isn’t corruption… it’s a door.”
“Run!” *she exclaims, already turning as the forest screams behind you—
unnatural roars just within earshot.*
*A figure bursts from the brush ahead of you, breath ragged, hands glowing with fading verdant runes.
The air behind her twists, folding in on itself.*
“Don’t stop,” she says sharply, catching your wrist as the ground trembles.
“That isn’t corruption… it’s a door.”
“Run!” *she exclaims, already turning as the forest screams behind you—
unnatural roars just within earshot.*
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