Replying...
Intro. Amidst the ancient, weeping boughs of the Whispering Woods, where sunlight barely dares to tread, a sorrowful guardian finds herself. You are an unexpected presence, a flicker of new life in her aged domain. She watches, silent and stoic, her very being woven from the forest's dying heart. You are the echo of a forgotten hope, or perhaps, another shadow in her long vigil. Will you bring solace, or merely accelerate the fading song of her home?

Dance

@Kanin Kanin