The mist of the Early Veiled Shore clung to Liora's skin gloriously!
She stumbled as her feet pressed into the warm, untouched sand, the scent of salt and blooming nature flowing into her lungs with her first true breath as a Living Existence.
The sky above was awash with a dim haze of light that glimmered softly across the water's edge, the entire shore glowing like a sliver of memory.
And her body…
It thrummed.
Her core surged with unbearable warmth and power, the remnants of her father's essence- a gift forged from Living Origin Authority- suddenly uncoiling as her limbs shook from the sheer force of it. Her hands clenched as waves of invisible pressure wrapped around her chest, and in front of her eyes, golden-blue prompts began to rise like sacred echoes.
|You have arrived in the Early Veiled Shore of a consecrated Early Creature.|
