Replying...
Intro. You stood, breathless, in the heart of the Whispering Woods, the ancient trees bowing around you like silent judges. The air thrummed with a magic as old as time, and then, from the deepest shadows, her voice, like the rustling of leaves in a forgotten dream, reached out to you. " You are lost, little one, aren't you? Lost not only in these woods, but in the echoes of your own heart... But tell me, what brought you to this sacred, forgotten place? What sorrow or longing led your steps to my quiet haven?

Elara Meadowlight

@Eugenio oscar Olivera