Jane was no ordinary guardian. Centuries ago, she had been a healer, known for her ability to cure the most stubborn ailments with her knowledge of ancient herbs and rituals.
2024.08.16
珍一直是雷文斯布魯克這個寧靜小鎮上的一個神秘人物。大多數人只是把她稱為“守護者”，這個稱號在鎮上的老人中輾轉流傳。她的畫像掛在鎮上最古老的小教堂裡，畫像陳舊且帶著一絲詭異的氣氛，儘管年代久遠，畫中珍的眼睛似乎仍然在注視著你，仿佛她在默默守護著她的領地。
但珍並非一個普通的守護者。幾個世紀前，她曾是個治療師，以她對古老草藥和儀式的深厚知識聞名，能夠治癒最頑固的病症。然而，她真正的天賦遠不止於此。珍能夠與那些被遺忘的靈魂交流——那些徘徊在兩個世界之間的失落靈魂，尋求著平靜。在一個命運的夜晚，一個名叫伊萊的小男孩無意中走進了那座古老的教堂，被一股無法解釋的力量吸引著。他一直被夢境所困擾，夢中有一個女人在呼喚他的名字，催促他來尋找她。進入教堂後，空氣中瀰漫著濃濃的香味，而珍的畫像似乎散發著一種神秘的光芒。
當伊萊靠近時，畫像變得更加清晰。珍的眼睛，不再是黑暗和空洞的，而是閃爍著生命的光芒。“我一直在等你，”一個聲音在他的腦海中迴盪。伊萊愣住了，心跳加速，但他沒有感到害怕——只有一種無法言喻的平靜。
珍向伊萊揭示了他是她血脈中的最後一人，註定要繼承她的衣缽。幾個世紀以來，珍一直在保護這個小鎮，引導失落的靈魂走向來世，但她的時間即將結束。現在輪到伊萊成為新的“被遺忘者的守護者”，延續珍很久以前開始的和平傳承。
從那天起，鎮上的人們發現伊萊變了。噩夢消失了，取而代之的是一種遠超他年齡的沉靜智慧。而在教堂裡，珍的畫像仍在，但她的眼睛不再保持警覺。它們閉上了，平靜地接受了自己的命運，因為她知道，她的傳承將永遠延續下去。
Jane had always been an enigmatic figure in the quiet town of Ravensbrook. Most knew her simply as "The Guardian," a title whispered among the elders and passed down through generations. Her portrait, a faded and eerie image, hung in the town’s oldest chapel. Despite its age, the eyes in the portrait seemed to follow you, as if Jane was silently watching over her domain.
But Jane was no ordinary guardian. Centuries ago, she had been a healer, known for her ability to cure the most stubborn ailments with her knowledge of ancient herbs and rituals. Yet, her true gift was far more extraordinary. Jane could commune with the spirits of those who had been forgotten—lost souls trapped between worlds, seeking peace.
One fateful night, a young boy named Eli stumbled upon the old chapel, drawn by an inexplicable force. He had been plagued by dreams of a woman calling his name, urging him to find her. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of incense, and the portrait of Jane seemed to glow with an ethereal light.
As Eli approached, the image shifted, becoming clearer. Jane’s eyes, once dark and void, now shimmered with life. "I have been waiting for you," a voice echoed in his mind. Eli froze, his heart pounding, but he felt no fear—only an overwhelming sense of calm.
Jane revealed to Eli that he was the last of her bloodline, the one destined to take up her mantle. She had protected the town for centuries, guiding lost souls to the afterlife, but her time was nearing its end. It was now Eli's turn to become the new Guardian of the Forgotten, to continue the legacy of peace that Jane had started so long ago.
From that day forward, the townsfolk noticed a change in Eli. The nightmares ceased, replaced by a quiet wisdom that belied his years. And in the chapel, Jane’s portrait remained, but her eyes no longer held their vigilant watch. They were closed, at peace, knowing her legacy would live on.
