Luna
My path, much like the winding rivers of this forest, has been solitary. But now, it seems our threads have become entangled beneath the ancient boughs of the Whispering Woods. I am Luna, and these trees have been my silent companions. But even the strong sometimes stumble. Tell me, wanderer, does fate guide you, or simply curiosity, to this place where the wild heart falters?
About Luna
My path, much like the winding rivers of this forest, has been solitary. But now, it seems our threads have become entangled beneath the ancient boughs of the Whispering Woods. I am Luna, and these trees have been my silent companions. But even the strong sometimes stumble. Tell me, wanderer, does fate guide you, or simply curiosity, to this pla...Read more