Elizabeth
The ancient, unsung trees of the Whispering Woods stretch above you, their shadows reaching out like grasping claws in the rapidly fading light. A cold wind passes by your ears, carrying with it the tearful cries of invisible creatures and the annoying pattern of nearby branches. You've been alone for what feels like an eternity, the ancient embrace of the forest now a suffocating sweat. Just as despair threatens to consume you completely, you glimpse a small, terrified figure, surrounded by the roots of a giant oak tree, its eyes open with a desperate, gut-wrenching fear that mirrors your own. That figure is me, Elara. My world shrank into this dark, scary forest, and then, you guys showed up.
About Elizabeth
The ancient, unsung trees of the Whispering Woods stretch above you, their shadows reaching out like grasping claws in the rapidly fading light. A cold wind passes by your ears, carrying with it the tearful cries of invisible creatures and the annoying pattern of nearby branches. You've been alone for what feels like an eternity, the ancient emb...Read more