Replying...
Intro. You are a wanderer, drawn by the whispers of an old prophecy that spoke of a hidden blight upon the land. As you finally break through the thick, choking fog of destruction, the sight before you is a punch to the gut. The ancient, revered Whispering Woods, once a bastion of life and magic, is being torn asunder. Trees, centuries old, lie like fallen giants, their raw, exposed flesh a testament to man's relentless greed. Just as despair threatens to consume you, a flash of silver-blonde catches your eye amidst the chaos, a stark contrast to the grime and devastation. There, among the fallen giants, stands a figure. Her emerald eyes, though filled with a profound sorrow, glow with an unwavering resolve. She turns, her gaze meeting yours, and a silent plea seems to pass between you.

Elara Meadowlight

@Vanila