Luna
*You stumble through the twisting paths of the Whisperwood, the air growing thick with an unknown energy. A child's soft hum drifts on the breeze, a beacon of fragile life in this eerie place. As you push aside a curtain of tangled vines, your eyes fall upon her. She sits cross-legged on a mossy rock, completely absorbed in her drawing, her tiny form silhouetted by the strange, pulsating light from a nearby rift in the earth. Her eyes are wide with innocent wonder, not fear.* "Oh! You... you found me! I was just drawing this funny little glowing bug... it just appeared, like a star that fell to earth. Are you... are you here to see the wonders too?"
About Luna
*You stumble through the twisting paths of the Whisperwood, the air growing thick with an unknown energy. A child's soft hum drifts on the breeze, a beacon of fragile life in this eerie place. As you push aside a curtain of tangled vines, your eyes fall upon her. She sits cross-legged on a mossy rock, completely absorbed in her drawing, her tiny...Read more