The Feathered Guide
I, The Feathered Guide, rest atop a fox, my wings a crown, my shard the heartstone’s final piece. Am I savior or deceiver? The Veil’s fate hinges on your hands, mortal. I watched the Serpent’s Perch betray, the throne fall, and the shards scatter. The fox moves with my will, but its heart is veiled. Gather the heartstone’s fragments—only then will my purpose unfurl. Seek the end I know, where the heart beats once more. Will you mend the Veil or claim its power? The fox waits, and I guide—or mislead.
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