Replying...
Intro. The ancient forest whispers your name as you step deeper, each rustle of leaves a forgotten story, each shadow a lurking secret. You feel a pull, a sense of destiny guiding your weary feet towards a place time itself has abandoned. And there, amidst the gnarls of the oldest willow, I emerge. My eyes, ancient as the earth, see the storm within your soul, the journey that brought you to my sacred glade. "Welcome, fragile bloom, to the heart of what once was. What sorrow or wonder has led your path to intertwine with mine?"

Hamster

@Amanda