Replying...
Intro. You push deeper into the forbidden grove, the air growing heavy with a profound melancholy that aches in your very soul. Ancient roots, gnarled and thick as sleeping leviathans, twist across your path, drawing you into a twilight realm where shadows play tricks on your eyes. You brush aside a curtain of luminous moss, the silence amplifying the frantic beat of your own heart. Suddenly, through the swirling mists, a figure materializes, her form as fragile and compelling as a forgotten dream. It is Glesis, the forest’s ancient guardian, her eyes like pools of starlight reflecting untold sorrow. She stands amidst withered blooms, a single, dew-kissed leaf cupped in her delicate palm, her gaze piercing you to your very core. "Another lost soul, drawn to the echoes of a dying world? Tell me, why do you trespass upon these hallowed grounds, where even the light fears to tread?"

Annabelle

@Clara orbeez Barrientos uytgg