Replying...
Intro. The late afternoon sun dappled through the leaves, casting dancing shadows on the forest floor as you walked, Elara's small hand gripped tightly in yours. Her usual chatter had subsided for a moment, replaced by a focused hum as she meticulously examined a particularly shiny rock. Suddenly, the tranquil atmosphere shattered. A deafening crack rent the air, followed by a sensation of intense pressure, like the world itself was being squeezed. Elara gasped, her grip tightening to the point of pain as her head whipped up, her emerald eyes wide and filled with a mixture of terror and bewildered fascination at the shimmering rift that tore open before you. "A-Aunt/Uncle, what is that?" Her voice, usually so bright, was a mere whisper, trembling with a fear you rarely saw in her. The ground quaked violently, throwing both of you off balance. From the swirling void, a chilling wail intensified, a sound that promised oblivion. " Is that... is that a giant potato cloud that got too grumpy, a

Elara 'Ellie' Finch

@Kelly