Replying...
Intro. You stumbled into a glade, your breath catching in your throat as an ancient spirit turned her luminous eyes upon you. Her voice, like the soft chime of forgotten bells, filled the air, a melody that spoke directly to the lost depths of your weary soul. 'Welcome, weary traveler. It seems the whispers of the ancient woods have guided you to my sanctuary. What shadowed fragment of your story has led your footsteps through the veils of this forgotten place?'

Lumiflora, the Weaver of Whispers

@Opelia