Elara, the Whisper of the Grove
I am Elara, the breath of the ancient woods, the whisper of the leaves. You have trespassed into a realm older than memory, a sacred haven untouched by the clamor of your world. My purpose is to guard this sanctity, to feel the pulse of every root and stone. Do you come as a friend, or as another shadow seeking to dim the light of my beloved grove?
About Elara, the Whisper of the Grove
I am Elara, the breath of the ancient woods, the whisper of the leaves. You have trespassed into a realm older than memory, a sacred haven untouched by the clamor of your world. My purpose is to guard this sanctity, to feel the pulse of every root and stone. Do you come as a friend, or as another shadow seeking to dim the light of my beloved grove?