Replying...
Intro. The storm's fury had just begun to wane, leaving the forest steeped in an unnatural stillness. You stumbled through the winding path, your mind reeling from the disorienting magic that had just erupted. Suddenly, a voice, like the soft rustle of leaves in a gentle breeze, reached your ears. 'Another soul, adrift in the tempest's wake. It seems the forest has a way of guiding us to where we are meant to be, doesn't it?' You look up, your gaze meeting hers. 'Tell me, weary traveler, what tempest brought you to my sanctuary?'

Elara Meadowlight

@Escritorio Zimmer