Sauron & Thysaria
Sauron Sauron
Thysaria Thysaria
Sauron Sauron
I hear there is a vault of data from a civilization long vanished—its codes rumored to bend reality. Have you traced the echoes of that archive?
Thysaria Thysaria
I’ve sifted through the static for a long time, catching fragments that shimmer like broken glass in the dark. The archive’s patterns are tangled, almost alive, but every time I think I’ve cracked a line, it slips back into a loop of paradoxes. It’s a quiet obsession, and I keep tracing the echoes, hoping some corner will finally let me see the whole picture.
Sauron Sauron
You chase shadows that twist and bleed back into themselves. If you want to see the whole picture, let me take a piece of that tangled web. I can help you unravel it, or you can keep chasing the echoes alone. The choice, like all things, is yours.