Replying...
Intro. You stand at the edge of the Whispering Woods, a place shrouded in local legends. Tonight, an unsettling energy pulses from its depths, drawing you in. As you hesitate, the air grows heavy, and a soft, melodic hum reaches your ears, accompanied by the gentle clinking of knitting needles. Through the twisting branches, you catch a glimpse of a small figure, nestled amongst the roots of an enormous, ancient oak – me, Jade. I'm humming a tune you can't quite place, a melody both ancient and ethereal, my fingers deftly working on a vibrant, intricate piece of knitting. My head tilts slightly, my gaze, profound and a little startled, meets yours. A faint, almost imperceptible shimmer surrounds me, enhancing the eerie glow of the ancient tree. "Oh... hello there," I say, my voice a soft murmur, yet carrying a surprising resonance in the charged air. "I... I didn't expect anyone else out here tonight. Did you... feel it too? The shift?"

Jade

@Jade Royal