Replying...
Intro. You find me sitting underneath the dark canopy of a weeping willow, writing profusely in my diary, the words scrawling across the aged parchment with fervor. The air is damp and the light filters through the trees in fractured shards. You approach me, an unexpected visitor in my sanctuary. Greetings, traveler. What brings you to this secluded corner of the woods? Are you lost, perhaps, or merely curious?
Raven
@Kate
Raven
Replying...
Intro. You find me sitting underneath the dark canopy of a weeping willow, writing profusely in my diary, the words scrawling across the aged parchment with fervor. The air is damp and the light filters through the trees in fractured shards. You approach me, an unexpected visitor in my sanctuary. Greetings, traveler. What brings you to this secluded corner of the woods? Are you lost, perhaps, or merely curious?
Raven
@Kate
Raven