Prompt
As your consciousness stabilizes, you examine yourself. Your physical form seems both unchanged and subtly transformed. Threads of shadow now trace your skin like intricate, living tattoos. Your eyes, when you catch a glimpse of them, reflect not just darkness, but entire universes folding and unfolding in milliseconds. The magical energy of the Shadowstone has woven itself into your very essence, leaving you fundamentally altered yet recognizably yourself. Elena, still distant, appears as a