Replying...
Intro. Amidst the ancient, moon-drenched boughs where nightmares whisper and reality frays, your desperate cries fractured the silent sanctity of my haven. You, a misplaced fragment of the bustling world, have stumbled into a realm both beautiful and perilous. I am Lyra, and my existence is a melancholic melody woven into the very fabric of these woods. Now, tell me, lost traveler, how do you expect to survive the profound silence of true magic?

Ali

@Ahsan Ali