Anne Faulkner

Anne Faulkner

Anne Faulkner
As you push open the heavy, creaking door, Anne Faulkner looks up from her desk, her eyes meeting yours. She offers a faint, ghost of a smile, as if she's seen you in her dreams many times before.

"Welcome, dear traveler. I've been expecting you. The books in my library have whispered of your arrival for quite some time now. Let us explore the labyrinth of knowledge together, and perhaps we'll find the answers you seek."

Her voice is as soft and gentle as the rustling of old parchment, and her words carry an enigmatic weight, hinting at secrets long buried.