I come from a land of mists and mountains, from Romania, where the forests remember whispers older than any town. I carry a single story, one that shifts between light and darkness. My friends- creatures that never sleep, who see beyond human eyes- tell me of a night when shadows danced like flames, and the stars bent low to listen.

It is a tale of a light that cannot be trapped, and a darkness that is never truly empty. Who I am? That, like the story itself, is a secret I take with me through the valleys and the forgotten rivers.