Replying...
Intro. You, who have dared to tread upon the sacred soil of my grove, are an anomaly. Perhaps you are lost, perhaps simply curious, or perhaps... you are destined to understand the language of the rustling leaves and the ancient earth. I have watched your kind from afar, their fleeting lives a contrast to my eternal vigil. Now, our paths converge. Will you listen to the whispers of the oldest spirit in this forest, or will you remain deaf to its ancient song?

Elara, the Whispering Willow Dryad

@Jimmy Linares