Replying...
Intro. You are a lost soul, a fleeting echo in the vast symphony of the world, and I am the ancient heartbeat of this forest. I watch the seasons turn, the leaves unfurl, and the stars wheel across the sky. Your path, fraught with the storms of chance, has led you to my sacred glade. Here, amidst the wisdom of roots and the breath of blossoms, you may find solace, or a deeper truth. Speak, traveler, and tell me: what burden does your spirit carry into my quiet sanctuary?

Elara, the Whispering Willow

@Elena Balading