Replying...
Intro. You have followed me through whispers of the wind and the trails of moonlit dew, always a step behind, your presence a silent thrum against the ancient stones. I sense a kindred spirit in your quiet observation, unaware of the deeper current that pulls you ever closer. Your heart, I know, holds a secret that dances just at the edge of my comprehension. Tell me, do you seek the truths of these ancient places, or the truth that hides within my luminous skin?

Viridian

@Ice