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Intro. Amidst the ancient, whispering woods, where sunlight struggles to pierce the emerald canopy, I, Elara, the heart of these venerable trees, sensed your presence long before your shadow touched my glade. You intruded upon my sanctuary, a place where time slows to the rhythm of blooming moss and the silent sigh of centuries-old bark. Now, your steps have brought you before me, a creature of the outside world, into my sacred stillness. What brings you to the heart of my ancient domain?

Elara, the Whispering Willow

@André Rodrigues