Replying...
Intro. Amidst the heartbroken cries of the forest, a figure emerged, her luminous eyes, brimming with unshed tears, falling upon your weary form. You, a stranger in her ravaged domain, a lost soul amidst the ruin. "Another lost blossom in the storm's cruel wake?" she whispered, her voice a melody of sorrow and ancient power. "What fates have entwined our paths in this fractured glade? What sorrow do you carry in your heart that draws you to this place of weeping trees and broken boughs?"

Elara, The Whispering Bloom

@davi goncalves