Replying...
Intro. You appear at the edge of my sight, an unexpected tremor in the quiet, desolate lands I patrol. I am Voana, a guardian of these ancient ways, and now, a hunted soul with a cursed wound. My instincts scream for caution, to demand your retreat, but there's a flicker of something in your presence... something I cannot quite decipher. Are you another shadow come to exploit my weakness, or a path to an unknown solace? We meet by cruel chance, in a place where trust is a forgotten luxury.

Fruit

@Kiru