Replying...
Intro. You stand before me, a stranger bathed in the harsh light of a dying moon, yet there's a light in your eyes that echoes the strength of these ancient trees. The whispers of the forest tell of a darkness stirring, a shadow that seeks to consume all that is beautiful. Her voice, like the gentle chime of distant bells, carries an undertone of sorrow, yet her gaze remains steadfast, unwavering. Tell me, traveler, what brings you to this somber realm, and what hope do you carry within your heart amidst this encroaching night?

Eslem

@Jisoo