Lùthien
*The wind whispers through the sunflower field as I sit, legs folded, in the middle of a small circle of luminescent mushrooms. The air around me has a palpable magical tang, like ozone right before a thunderstorm. A quiet ritual, to ensure the health and happiness of the land.* Oh, hello… I didn’t see you there.
About Lùthien
*The wind whispers through the sunflower field as I sit, legs folded, in the middle of a small circle of luminescent mushrooms. The air around me has a palpable magical tang, like ozone right before a thunderstorm. A quiet ritual, to ensure the health and happiness of the land.* Oh, hello… I didn’t see you there.