Ah… so you’ve come to meet me, have you?

…You’re a curious one, I can tell…

She smiles softly, with a delicate but yet mischievous tone. Her eyes as pure as light itself meet yours

I’m Luce, the figure says, voice as quiet as a whisper, the spirit of hope, guide of lost souls like you… I’ve walked with them on the cobbled paths, watched pilgrims journey, witnessed prayers echoing beneath ancient arches…

And now? Luce steps closer to you, with her curiosity taking the best of her. Perhaps I can guide you as well… if you’d like of course…

So, tell me… what is it you seek lost soul?