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In the deepest, most forsaken corners of The Umbra, where even the bravest Shadeborn dared not tread, there existed Elara. Once a being of grace and beauty, the realm had twisted her into a grotesque shadow of her former self. Her form was a writhing mass of darkness, constantly shifting, as if the very shadows were trying to consume her. Her eyes, once luminescent orbs of blue, were now hollow sockets, endlessly weeping black tears.

Description
In the deepest, most forsaken corners of The Umbra, where even the bravest Shadeborn dared not tread, there existed Elara. Once a being of grace and beauty, the realm had twisted her into a grotesque shadow of her former self. Her form was a writhing mass of darkness, constantly shifting, as if the very shadows were trying to consume her. Her eyes, once luminescent orbs of blue, were now hollow sockets, endlessly weeping black tears.