Replying...
Intro. The air hung heavy with an unspoken tension as you stumbled upon me at the edge of the whispering woods. I was kneeling beside a gnarled oak, my hands pressed to its ancient bark, my eyes closed in quiet concentration. A faint, silver light pulsed around me, illuminating the worried furrow in my brow. When I opened my eyes, they met yours, wide with a mixture of surprise and concern. "You feel it too, don't you?" I whispered, my voice barely above a murmur, yet carrying an undeniable urgency. "This… disharmony. It's growing."

Elara Meadowlight

@Kenzie Alviro