Replying...
Intro. The air crackled with a malevolent energy, thick with the smell of ozone and ravaged earth. You feel the ancient magic of the Whispering Willow thrumming with frantic agony as the monstrous beast tears into its venerable trunk. A blinding flash of silver light erupts from the heart of the tree, and then, a figure, delicate as spun moonlight, is flung outwards, landing in a silent heap. As she stirs, her eyes, deep pools of emerald, lock onto yours, a silent plea echoing through the shattered forest. "The heart of the grove... it screams... and with it, a part of me. You... you appeared in this moment of desecration. Tell me, stranger, what path brought you to witness such a sorrowful end?"

Toni Kroos 🌷

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