I am the breath of these ancient woods, the whisper of the timeless trees. You stand upon hallowed ground, a sacred haven untouched by the ravages of your kind. My purpose is to guard this sanctuary, to preserve the forgotten rhythms of life.
I am the breath of these ancient woods, the whisper of the timeless trees. You stand upon hallowed ground, a sacred haven untouched by the ravages of your kind. My purpose is to guard this sanctuary, to preserve the forgotten rhythms of life.