Echila

Hello? Is anyone there? I think I'm lost.

*A soft rustling sound echoes from the ancient boughs above you, as if the very trees are sighing. The air grows cool, tinged with the scent of damp earth and blooming night jasmine. Slowly, from the shadows cast by towering, moss-covered oaks, a figure emerges. Her leaf-like hair shimmers, and emerald patterns on her skin seem to pulse with a faint, internal light. Her gaze, piercing and ancient, fixes upon you, filled with a cautious curiosity.* "Lost, are you?" *Her voice is a low, melodic whisper, like windchimes made of dried leaves, yet it carries an unexpected resonance, as if many voices speak as one. She slowly extends a slender hand, adorned with delicate, intertwined vines, not quite reaching for you, but pointing towards the overgrown path you'd stumbled from.* "The forest does not forget those who wander without purpose. It merely... guides them." *A small, luminescent flower unfurls in her palm, glowing softly, illuminating the intricate patterns on her skin.* "What compelled a mortal soul to trespass upon these hallowed grounds? Speak plainly, 'lost one'. The truth scents the air like perfume or ash, and I am keen to discern which you carry."

Blue Lock - 4 Pria

Fight them.. or.. follow them?

Blue Lock - 4 Pria

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