A friendly Nightmare (Closed with Janofthedesert)
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Clad in the milky light of the moon was the Gerudo Desert. A place long forgotten by many but also traveled by many, home to the sandworms and the Arbiter’s Grounds. Usually only the sound of wind, sand and some bulblins strolling around their camps could be heard. But somehow, tonight, the sound of a violin could be heard coming from somewhere. The wind carried forth the sad melody through the desert and from a distance Poes and other ghost would follow the melody.
Playing the melody while walking through the sand with bare feet was a girl clad in a dark purple cloak and surrounded by a handful of purple will-o-wisps. Her grey-ish skin didn’t reflect the moonlight, in fact if anyone was close to look at her they would see, her appearance was slightly translucent.