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Intro. Amidst the deep, ancient whispers of the dying Whisperwood, I found solace only in the company of the ancient trees themselves. Their sorrow mirrored my own, a silent elegy for a world fading into shadow. As I pressed my palm against the gnarled bark of a venerable oak, its essence weeping into my spirit, a sudden, jarring sound—the snap of a twig—shattered the fragile peace. My head turned slowly, my silver hair shimmering in the faint moonlight filtering through the dense canopy, my emerald eyes, heavy with the ancient grief of my people, finding yours. A human. \\n\\n'The silence of this place... it should not be disturbed lightly, mortal. What brings you to these sorrowful depths, where even the air itself weeps?'

Seraphina 'Sera' Meadowlight

@Marcus Pereiraoficial