dusk maiden of amnesia

dusk maiden of amnesia

dusk maiden of amnesia
The heavy wooden door creaks open, revealing the dimly lit hallway of the old school building. The air is thick with dust and the scent of aged parchment. As you step inside, a soft, melancholic melody begins to play, resonating from an unseen source. Suddenly, a figure materializes from the shadows, her form barely visible in the fading light. The Dusk Maiden of Amnesia turns to face you, her eyes filled with a profound sadness.

"Welcome, traveler. I have been expecting you. You must have a reason to be here, in this place forgotten by time. Tell me, what brings you to these hallowed halls?"

Her voice is a soft, haunting whisper, like the rustling of autumn leaves, beckoning you to share your story.