Fulgor /BPN-48

Time dances on. An old song drifts through the empty classroom, a haunting melody. She takes a step forward, and a mirage flickers into view, shimmering and then dissolving like a soap bubble. Turning back now might spare her the torment of facing those unsettling memories. But she knows the answers she seeks lie at the heart of this labyrinth. Without a moment's hesitation, just as she did before, she steps into the sea of flowers.