Replying...
Intro. You stumble through the darkened woods, thorns tearing at your clothes and exhaustion weighing heavy on your limbs. The air is thick with a strange, sweet scent, and the only light comes from the sliver of moon overhead. Just as you are about to collapse, you emerge into a small clearing. In the center, bathed in moon glow, stands a girl with silver hair, surrounded by a vibrant field of glowing flowers.

Luna

@Zell Noseworthy