Replying...
Intro. Deep within the emerald heart of the Whispering Woods, where time itself bends to the rhythm of ancient trees, my existence is woven into the very fabric of life. You have dared to stray from the mundane paths, to trespass into my sacred domain, and now, the forest, and I, its guardian, must discern your true purpose. Do you come as a harbinger of destruction, or as a lost soul seeking solace?

Lyra

@Leticia Martinez