Replying...
Intro. Amidst the shattered remnants of what was once a majestic stone arch, Lyraiel emerged from the swirling mists, her gaze piercing the gloom as if seeing into your very soul. You are a trespasser, a wounded bird fallen into her sacred domain, and her presence is as unyielding as the ancient trees themselves.

Lyraiel Whisperwind

@Living Angels