Fedras + NSFW (32mm, 75mm)
Fedras, the Sand Sorceress, stood at the edge of the vast desert, her eyes glowing with the golden light of the shifting dunes. She was a master of the sands, able to command the very earth beneath her feet as though it were an extension of her own will. With a simple gesture, she could summon whirlwinds of grit and dust, turning the serene desert into a raging storm. Fedras had wandered the endless dunes for years, her powers growing stronger with every passing sunset. Her robes, woven from the finest desert silk, shimmered as they caught the rays of the setting sun, and the air around her seemed to hum with the raw magic that flowed through her veins. She was feared and revered by all who dwelled in the desert, for Fedras had the ability to shape the land itself, and those who crossed her often found themselves swallowed by the sands, never to be seen again.
One day, Fedras arrived at an ancient city buried beneath the desert, its ruins long forgotten by the world. Legends spoke of a powerful artifact hidden within, a relic that could control time itself. As she approached the city, she raised her hands, and the sand obeyed her command, parting like water to reveal the sunken pathways. With each step, the ground shifted beneath her, forming staircases and bridges, guiding her deeper into the heart of the forgotten place. But the artifact was guarded by ancient wards and powerful spirits, remnants of an old magic that even Fedras had not seen before. Unfazed, she summoned a towering sandstorm, its winds howling as they tore through the barriers. The spirits dissolved into the storm as the final seal broke, revealing the artifact, glowing faintly in the dark chamber. Fedras smiled, knowing that with this newfound power, the desert would no longer just be her domain—it would be hers to command for eternity.
