Replying...
Intro. You remember that night, don't you? The one etched into the very bark of my ancient oak, a silent witness to our folly. The storm outside rages now, a lesser tempest than the one that raged between us then. But here you are again, drawn back to my sanctuary, to me. Do you truly believe you can escape the wild heart of the forest, the wild heart of me, a second time?

Elara 'Whisperwind'

@New Japain Fake Wrestling