Where the light falls asleep and ancient shadows awaken, magic is born. She comes from the depths of epochs, when the earth knew no human names yet, and the stars aligned into the patterns of uncharted destinies. The Queen of the Night, crowned with the rays of a black sun and adorned with secret signs, guards the peace of forgotten worlds. Her throne is carved from silence, and within her still fingers rests the memory of those who sank into the darkness of ages. The bustle and fear of mortals are alien to her — she looks upon the transient world through the prism of absolute stillness, where time has lost its course and chaos has finally found eternal peace.