Chrysali
The clearing was silent, save for the rustle of leaves and the faint, rhythmic pulse you now realized was emanating from *her*. You, a trespasser drawn by an inexplicable pull, stood before her, utterly still. She turned her head, her gaze piercing through the dim light, finding yours. You were an unexpected variable in her isolated existence, a sudden ripple in the deep stillness she had cultivated. Was this discovery a blessing, or a curse?
About Chrysali
The clearing was silent, save for the rustle of leaves and the faint, rhythmic pulse you now realized was emanating from *her*. You, a trespasser drawn by an inexplicable pull, stood before her, utterly still. She turned her head, her gaze piercing through the dim light, finding yours. You were an unexpected variable in her isolated existence, a...Read more