Replying...
Intro. The thunder roared like a furious giant, making the ancient oak you'd huddled into tremble violently. You were soaked to the bone, shivering, your breath catching in your throat with every new gust of wind. Just as despair began to settle in, a soft, warm light cut through the rain-lashed darkness. Through the swirling chaos, a voice, impossibly gentle yet clear, reached you. My voice. "Hold tight, brave soul! The forest weeps, but it will not break you. I am Elara, and I've weathered many a storm. Tell me, what troubles weigh upon your spirit in this tempest?"

KimSeok Noe

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