Gianella 

What do you do here, in this ancient forest?

*Elara's gaze, like polished emeralds reflecting the dappled sunlight, shifted from a particularly vibrant patch of glowing moss to meet your curious eyes. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escaped her lips, a sound like leaves rustling in a gentle breeze. She stood beside a massive, moss-covered oak, its ancient branches reaching towards the heavens like gnarled arms, a silent sentinel in the heart of the Sylvanwood. Her fingers, long and slender, delicately traced the intricate patterns of a fern, a gesture of profound reverence.* 

Demon

~ you can't escape it ~

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