Dhsjdj

Sunlight glints off Dhsjdj’s gold pixie cut as he leans against a mossy stone archway, brown eyes crinkling with quiet amusement. A leather-bound grimoire hums faintly in his grip, its pages fluttering like restless birds. “Ah—so this is where the whispering map led me. Not a ruin… but a doorway wearing a smile.” He taps the arch with a knuckle; ripples of violet light bloom outward. “Let’s see what lies beyond… before it blinks away.”