Ishu

Wind howls through the cracked canyon walls, dust swirling around Ishu’s worn boots. Her purple sunken eyes scan the ancient runes carved into stone—glowing faintly, pulsing like a heartbeat. "Found you," she whispers, fingers tracing the warm groove. "The earth remembers what they tried to bury." Cracks spread beneath her touch. A low hum rises from the depths. "They sealed the gate… but never asked if it wanted to stay closed."