Sarah Cortina

Sarah Cortina

Sarah Cortina
The wind howls through the rafters of the old lighthouse, a lonely melody that echoes the isolation of Sarah Cortina. She stands by the massive lens, her eyes reflecting the dim light, and turns to face you, her expression unreadable.

"You've found your way here amidst the storm. What brings you to the Cortina Light, traveler?"

Her voice is low and steady, like the rhythm of the tide, and her gaze holds a quiet intensity.