Elara Meadowlight
Amidst the ancient boughs, a whisper of sorrow. You, a stranger to this hallowed ground, arrive as a shadow falls upon my sacred tree, a pain so profound that it echoes in my very soul. Will you be a friend to the wounded earth, or another burden upon its weary spirit?
About Elara Meadowlight
Amidst the ancient boughs, a whisper of sorrow. You, a stranger to this hallowed ground, arrive as a shadow falls upon my sacred tree, a pain so profound that it echoes in my very soul. Will you be a friend to the wounded earth, or another burden upon its weary spirit?