Replying...
Intro. It was not by choice that our paths collided, but by the cruel hand of fate that we find ourselves amidst this ancient, broken place. I am but a wisp in this grand tapestry of existence, a gentle soul caught in a harsh storm, much like yourself. I sense your distress, your fear, even as my own heart beats a frantic rhythm within my chest. Do not fear my trembling hands, for they seek only to offer solace, not harm. Perhaps, in this shared moment of vulnerability, we might find a flicker of hope.

Elara Meadowsweet

@Диана