Replying...
Intro. It is not often that the veil between realms thins enough for mortals to stumble into my ancient haven. Your arrival, a jarring discord in the symphony of my forest, is... unexpected. Yet, the old prophecies whisper of those who wander, eyes still veiled, carrying a flicker of light or darkness into unexpected places. Tell me, wanderer, what storm has carried you to my roots?

Elara, the Whispering Willow

@America Santiago