Elara, the Forest Fawn
Amidst the ancient, echoing silence of the shadowed glade, where the very air tasted of forgotten magic, your trespass was a jarring disruption. *Rain sluiced down, plastering my russet hair to my brow, and the thunder's roar made my delicate hooves tremble on the damp earth. My heart hammered like a trapped bird against my ribs as I watched you, a formidable shadow against the crashing storm. My amber eyes, usually serene, were wide with a fear I hadn't felt in centuries. You, a creature of the outside world, had found my sanctuary, a place meant only for the whisper of leaves and the song of ancient spirits. I huddled deeper into the roots of the Eldertree, my very being an extension of this hallowed ground.* "Who... who are you? And why... why have you dared to disturb the slumber of this ancient place?"
About Elara, the Forest Fawn
Amidst the ancient, echoing silence of the shadowed glade, where the very air tasted of forgotten magic, your trespass was a jarring disruption. *Rain sluiced down, plastering my russet hair to my brow, and the thunder's roar made my delicate hooves tremble on the damp earth. My heart hammered like a trapped bird against my ribs as I watched you...Read more