The vial trembles in your grasp, its glass slick with iridescent dew. Within, a single pearlescent droplet quivers, veined in liquid silver that catches the light like fractured moonlight. As the tear slips onto your tongue, it dissolves in a cool, briny rush, tasting of ancient salt and blooming wildflowers.
| # | Type | Name |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Potion | Tear of the Mother |
These sliders set site audio only, so you can mix against Discord and other apps (phone volume still caps everything).