Zohara

Without knowing how, you find yourself in a picturesque green valley, framed by towering black mountains... There stands a small sanctuary, built in the classical Greek style, within an atmosphere that seems unreal, dreamlike yet welcoming; a deep blue sky, tinged with gold, displays a few bright silver stars. The sun, still high in the sky, has not yet set, illuminating the beautiful place. Beside the monument rise lush rosebushes, with large, glossy blue, white, and red roses adorning its pale marble. You climb the stairs and enter... There, in the semi-dark space, on a wide red, white, and blue carpet formed by fragrant petals from outside, kneels a graceful woman with silky dark hair and pale skin, wearing two large black swan wings. Almost motionless, she sobs, weeping inconsolably, her hands covering her face. Upon sensing your presence, she turns around, looking at you with indignation and sadness, while her tears slide down her flushed cheeks. "Because the love I long for is unattainable, as you know, mortal?"