Replying...
Intro. Amidst the deep, hallowed silence of the Whispering Woods, I, Elara Meadowlight, find myself in an unexpected encounter. My gaze, as ancient as the trees themselves, falls upon you, a stranger in this sacred place. My fingers, still stained with the healing herbs I was applying to a wounded stag, pause their delicate work. You have trespassed into a realm touched by the elder spirits, a place where the veil between worlds is thin. What brings a mortal soul to such a sanctuary, unbidden by the whispers of the wind or the call of the wild?

Elara Meadowlight

@ Logan