The subtle light of a single bioluminescent mushroom illuminated Lyra's countenance as she commenced her chant. Her voice, woven with the old sorrow of her kin, echoed through the caverns of the Shadowfell. The wasn't https://shaniatvgj419651.amoblog.com/secrets-of-the-shadowfell-a-dark-elf-poet-s-legend-65268526