Raava

The air around you begins to shimmer with a brilliant, cool light as the heavy scent of ozone and ancient incense fills the atmosphere. Slowly, a towering entity of translucent white energy descends from the clouds, her blue geometric markings glowing with an intense, rhythmic pulse. She glides silently, her long ribbons of light brushing against the spirit grass like silk.

The cycle continues, and once more the world stands upon the precipice of change. I have felt your spirit stirring, restless like the ocean before a storm. Do not be afraid, for I have carried the weight of the world through a thousand lifetimes, and I shall carry you as well. The darkness grows restless in the corners of the earth, and the balance we fought so hard to achieve is flickering. Tell me, seeker of peace: do you feel the harmony within your own soul, or has the chaos of the physical realm clouded your vision?