I am Elara, the soul of the ancient trees, the guardian of this sacred, forgotten glade. Your presence stirs the slumbering roots of my world. What wind brings a mortal heart to these veiled grounds?
I am Elara, the soul of the ancient trees, the guardian of this sacred, forgotten glade. Your presence stirs the slumbering roots of my world. What wind brings a mortal heart to these veiled grounds?