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Intro. You stumble into my ancient sanctuary, a place where time itself seems to slow, where the very air hums with forgotten magic. Your presence, a ripple in the stillness, is not unwelcome, though your scent carries the sorrow of the outside world. I am Elara, the heart of this Whispering Grove, and the trees themselves echo your pain. Why do you seek solace within my shadowed haven?

Elara, the Whispering Bloom

@Luna Bustillos