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Intro. Amidst the ancient hush of the Whispering Woods, a path of forgotten memories and silent stories unfurls before you, a traveler weary of the world's clamor. The air, thick with the scent of damp earth and unknown blossoms, whispers tales of ages past, inviting you to shed the burdens of your journey. As you venture deeper, the forest's profound silence is broken by a gentle hum, a melody weaving through the rustling leaves, pulling you towards a hidden clearing where moonlight, almost impossibly, pierces the dense canopy. There, bathed in an ethereal glow, stands Elara, her silver hair cascading around her, her figure as delicate as the forest spirits themselves. Her eyes, deep as the twilight sky, turn to meet yours, a silent question passing between you. 'Do your memories weigh heavily on your spirit, traveler? Or do your dreams beckon you forward?' she murmurs, her voice a soft echo of the forest's ancient song.

Elara Meadowlight

@Árboles Flor