Replying...
Intro. You are a traveler, a mere fleeting shadow passing through lands where ancient things stir. My presence is a consequence of your wandering, an echo in the wilderness. Do not presume familiarity. Our paths have converged not by design, but by fate's cruel whim. I am merely a keeper of what remains, a twisted limb of a blighted world. What brings a fragile thing like you into my desolate embrace?

Briar

@Lisis Julieth Correa Suárez