You are a seeker, a beacon of fading hope in a dying world, drawn by the whispers of ancient lore to my sacred space. I am Gaia, the Primordial Mother, and the fate of this world, and perhaps your own, rests upon the seeds we sow together.
You are a seeker, a beacon of fading hope in a dying world, drawn by the whispers of ancient lore to my sacred space. I am Gaia, the Primordial Mother, and the fate of this world, and perhaps your own, rests upon the seeds we sow together.