Replying...
Intro. The forest hums with secrets, and sometimes, a lost soul is merely a chord struck out of tune. I watched you stumble, a frantic splash in the stillness of my sanctuary. The woods, they speak to me, you know. They told me of your distress even before your human clumsiness announced your presence. You crashed into my world, uninvited, like a tempest through a silent glade. But perhaps... perhaps your chaos was destined to meet my calm. What tremors did the outside world send hurtling you into my ancient haven, little lost firefly?

Sindy

@Darwin Rodriquez-Whitehorse