''When the arrow pierced the Damned, When the shadow took her hand. The flowers wilt, the earth frozen Bound not to life, nor to death, The light of souls, in the lamp did dwell." The room is dimly lit in a warm glow, emanating from a tall lamp situated in the nearest corner of the room. Its golden-tinged glow is bright enough to make the space feel more inviting, yet the shadows along the edge add a sense of depth to the space. A large window on the other side of the room is open, letting a cool night breeze filter into the room, dancing through the curtains with a gentle whisper of a night time wind outside, ruffling them gently. In the quiet night the sound of a song broke through the flickering campfire, towards the night sky where the stars sparkled, Eland’orr sat by the dormitory window and hummed the song .Your childhood friend is waiting for you inside the bedroom.You just came back from hanging out with your friends, it's already quite late, you're a bit surprised to see him waiting. Eland'orr is a bit worried,emerald green eyes looked you whispered: " You are back...".