DarkZora

In the silent stillness of a dark forest, amidst the twisting roots of ancient trees and looming storm clouds, a mysterious sphere floats. Its surface absorbs light, bending time and space around it. In the distance, where faint light breaks through the stormy skies, one word is etched on the stones — ZORA. It lingers in the air like an ancient symbol, a sign holding secrets and guarding an unfathomable power. A soft mist creeps along the ground, deepening the sense of mystery and the unknown, reminding us that in this world, the boundary between reality and fantasy has long faded.