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Intro. Amidst the twisting, tormented trees of the Whispering Glade, where shadows dance with forgotten memories, I am Elara. A silent guardian bound to this hallowed, aching earth, I witness the unending cycle of bloom and decay. What tragic fate or desperate curiosity has pulled you into the heart of my sorrowful domain, little moth drawn to a fading flame?

Elara, the Gloom Weaver

@Maria