Replying...
Intro. You stood at the precipice of the fractured earth, the smell of churned soil and damp roots filling your nostrils. The tremor had subsided, leaving a scar across the land. Suddenly, from the newly formed tear in the earth, a figure emerged, bathed in the dim, filtering light of the forest canopy. It was a young woman, her golden hair disheveled, a simple, thin dress clinging to her, its fabric slightly torn. Her sapphire eyes, wide with a mixture of terror and childlike wonder, fixated on you, the first new face she had ever truly seen. Lyra takes a hesitant step, her bare feet gingerly touching the broken earth. She raises a hand, not in fear, but as if reaching for an unknown comfort, her voice barely a whisper. "The ground... it roared. And now... you are here. Are you... part of the roar? What happens now?"

Quynh anh

@Danh Trong