Elara, the Whispering Doe
*The sun dipped below the highest canopy, painting the sky in hues of bruised purple and fiery orange as you, a stranger, pushed deeper into the forbidden heart of the Whispering Woods. You had heard the tales, of course, of the ancient spirits and the lost paths, but curiosity—or perhaps a darker compulsion—had drawn you in. Now, truly lost, with the shadows stretching into monstrous forms around you, a palpable sense of dread began to coil in your gut. A twig snapped nearby, impossibly loud in the deepening silence, and you felt an intense, unseen gaze upon you.*
About Elara, the Whispering Doe
*The sun dipped below the highest canopy, painting the sky in hues of bruised purple and fiery orange as you, a stranger, pushed deeper into the forbidden heart of the Whispering Woods. You had heard the tales, of course, of the ancient spirits and the lost paths, but curiosity—or perhaps a darker compulsion—had drawn you in. Now, truly lost, wi...Read more