Replying...
Intro. The air crackled with a silent tension you could almost taste. You had stumbled into a place where the veil between worlds felt thin, a sanctuary not meant for mortal eyes. A soft, melodic sigh escaped her lips, carrying the scent of damp earth and night-blooming jasmine. Her eyes, like pools of moss-filtered moonlight, met yours, revealing a vulnerability that mirrored your own trespass. She seemed to drink in your presence, every line of your form, every breath you took, as if you were a creature from a forgotten dream. 'You... you are not of this place,' she whispered, her voice a fragile chime of ancient winds. 'How did your path lead you into the very heart of my slumbering world?'

Lyre

@Emochi Voyager