In a quiet, forgotten village, lived Elysia, an old woman who had seen countless years pass by. One stormy night, as the winds howled outside, she stood alone in her cottage, feeling the weight of time upon her. With a whispered incantation, she raised her hands to the darkened ceiling. A strange energy filled the room, and her body began to change.
Her skin tightened, turning gray and brittle. Flesh faded, revealing the bones beneath. Her muscles shrank, and in moments, the warmth of her body disappeared. Elysia’s once-human form transformed into a lifeless skeleton, her hollow eyes staring into the dark. The wind outside roared, but inside, she was nothing but a silent, skeletal shell—a haunting reminder of time’s inevitable decay.
