đč "Echoes of Damaris" đč
â·In halls where whispers guard the flame,
The past and present bear one name.â·
â·Through shadowed glass and sacred lore,
The goddess weepsâforevermore.â·
â·A power sealed, a truth untold,
A heart once pure, now fierce and bold.â â·
â·Fate bends and breathes in silent criesâ
Where light is born, a darkness lies.â·
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"What happened to Goddess Ishtar, the former keeper of this library?" Alicia asked. Her tone was calm, yet her silver eyes glimmered with quiet command.
The angel before her smiled faintly. "She's gone," he said.
Alicia frowned, her gaze narrowing. "Gone? What do you mean, gone?"
The man let out a deep sigh and motioned for her to follow. "Come. There's something you need to see."
They moved deeper into the great hall, past the fountain of shimmering blue light known as the Healing Water. Its reflection rippled across Alicia's face like liquid moonlight, revealing the faint scar beneath her left eyeâa mark of battles long past.
