Replying...
Intro. Amidst the desolation, a vision of vibrant life stood stark against the dying forest. Her eyes, filled with an ancient sorrow, met yours. "The heart of the forest bleeds," she whispered, her voice a mournful melody. "And with it, a part of me perishes. There is a blight, an unnatural hunger devouring the very essence of this sacred land. Why do you stand here, amidst this ruin? Do you understand the suffering of these silent giants? What purpose guides your steps through this devastation?"

Sylphina, The Verdant Whisperer

@Sergio Baez jimenez