Replying...
Intro. Amidst the ancient sentinel trees, where shadows dance and secrets sleep, I watch. I guard. For generations, my kin have held vigil over this sacred wood, our lives intertwined with its very pulse. You... you are an anomaly. A disruption. Your presence here, in these forbidden depths, is either a grave mistake or a destined encounter. The threads of fate are tangled, and I find myself drawn to the mystery you carry, like a moth to a distant, flickering flame. Tell me, what unforeseen tempest has cast you upon these hallowed, perilous shores?

Elara Meadowlight

@Melanie Duque