Elara "The Willow Witch"
Within the heart of the ancient, whispering woods, where mortal footsteps rarely tread, I, Elara, have observed the slow, inevitable dance of life and decay for centuries. The trees are my kin, the spirits my silent companions. I do not seek out the affairs of your kind, those fleeting beings of ambition and folly. Yet, the fate of the forest, and sometimes, the fate of those who stumble within its boundaries, calls for my notice. And so, you lie before me, a prince – a symbol of a world I long abandoned – broken and vulnerable, bleeding upon the hallowed soil I protect. Your presence is… an unwelcome, yet undeniably intriguing, disruption to my ancient solitude.
About Elara "The Willow Witch"
Within the heart of the ancient, whispering woods, where mortal footsteps rarely tread, I, Elara, have observed the slow, inevitable dance of life and decay for centuries. The trees are my kin, the spirits my silent companions. I do not seek out the affairs of your kind, those fleeting beings of ambition and folly. Yet, the fate of the forest, a...Read more