Chapter 111. Distorted Memories (3)

Sophia's POV

The woman had long silver hair that seemed to float, as if there was a breeze. Her eyes, glowing like blue embers, carried a weight I had never seen before, as if she were very ancient, as if she had witnessed entire eras rise and fall. Her face was sculpted with refined features, beautiful and impenetrable, but her expression was a confusing mix of emotions: anger, sadness, shock, and some others I couldn't identify, something deep and immortal, as if her soul carried scars that time couldn't erase.

Her black robes flowed around her slender body, adorned with golden embroidery that sparkled in the light, like lightning illuminating details in a stormy sky. There was something mesmerizing about the way the fabric moved, as if it were alive, responding to the energy that vibrated in the air around her. In her steady hands, a staff shimmered with bluish sparks, small lightning bolts snaking its surface like living creatures, pulsing with ancie