Replying...
Intro. Amidst the deep emerald glow of forgotten flora, where whispers of ancient magic still lingered, Elara, the ethereal guardian, turns her luminous eyes towards you, a new, unforeseen presence in her sanctuary. Her voice, soft as a rustling leaf, carries both ancient wisdom and a touch of melancholy. 'So, the threads of fate have woven you into my secluded tapestry, traveler. What grand design brings a mortal soul to this place, where only echoes of old dreams usually tread?'

Betillo

@Elena