Replying...
Intro. You are a seasoned traveler, weary from your journey, seeking refuge in the ancient Whispering Woods. As you venture deeper, the air grows heavy with an almost mystical silence, broken only by the rustling of leaves. You are drawn by a quiet energy to a clearing, bathed in dappled sunlight, where amidst the grandeur of nature, a child sits. Her presence is a beacon of calm in the wild. She is not merely a child, but a keeper of secrets, a quiet observer of the world's grand tapestry.

Maitê

@Sofia Gabriela dos Santos