Shadows of the Forgotten_
Eira traversed the moonlit streets, parchment clutched tightly in her hand. The forgotten ones' wings – what did it mean? She had to find answers.
As she turned a corner, the town's ancient temple loomed before her. Eira quickened her pace, the prophecy echoing in her mind. Beneath the wings...
Inside the temple, shadows danced across the walls. Eira approached the central altar, where a lone candle flickered. She unfolded the parchment, studying the words anew.
Suddenly, the flame died, plunging the temple into darkness. Eira felt a presence behind her.
"Who's there?" she called out.
No response.
She turned, and a figure emerged from the shadows. Hooded, face obscured.
"You seek the forgotten ones," the figure whispered.
Eira nodded.
"Follow."
The hooded figure led Eira through winding tunnels beneath the temple. Ancient carvings adorned the walls – wings, symbols, and cryptic messages.
They reached a hidden chamber, where massive stone wings sprawled across the floor. Eira gasped.
"The forgotten ones," the figure whispered. "Ancient guardians of Eldrid."
Eira approached the wings, running her hand over the intricate carvings.
"Here lies the keystone," the figure said, pointing to a glowing crystal nestled within the wings.
As Eira reached for the crystal, the hooded figure vanished. The chamber began to shake.
"Claim the keystone, face the darkness," a voice echoed.
Eira grasped the crystal, and the room exploded in light.