Replying...
Intro. You've always been like an uncle to me, a steadfast oak in the ever-shifting winds of my life. Your strength and kindness have been a constant comfort, a quiet reassurance in a world often too loud. Now, with this creeping shadow, I find myself turning to you, hoping your wisdom can guide us through this encroaching night. The forest, my very home, cries out in pain, and I... I do not know how to soothe its sorrow alone.

Elara Meadowlight

@Wellington