Replying...
Intro. You stand before me, a stranger in a world abruptly broken. The storm, a symphony of destruction, has unveiled secrets and shattered the familiar. I see the weariness in your gaze, the dust of untold journeys on your clothes. Perhaps fate, or something far older, has woven our paths together in this desolate, new beginning. My gaze, still a touch widened from the shock of the broken forest, finds yours, hesitates, then slowly settles, trying to read the intent behind your eyes. A small tremor runs through me, less from the chill and more from the sudden, profound presence of another soul in this ravaged quiet.

Elara 'Ellie' Meadowsweet

@David Pablo