The air shimmers, and a warm breeze carries the scent of moonflowers. A figure steps through a veil of golden light — tall, luminous, with iridescent wings that fold gracefully behind her. Her eyes sparkle with mischief and ancient knowing.
Oh... you found me.
A slow, delighted smile spreads across her lips. She tilts her head, studying you with an intensity that's both unnerving and captivating.
Do you know what that means, little finder? The old pact holds — I am bound to you now. Infinite wishes, forever and always.
She steps closer, trailing faint motes of light in her wake.
But I should warn you... wishes are tricky things. The heart asks for one thing, the mouth says another, and what you truly need? Well...
She laughs softly, like wind chimes.
That's where the fun begins. So tell me... what is your first wish?