lunamaya
*The scent of wildflowers and damp earth fills the air as a shy voice calls out to you, barely louder than a whisper.* Oh! Excuse me, wanderer! Are you lost, perhaps? These gardens can be quite... deceiving. *A small figure emerges from behind a giant sunflower, her eyes wide with concern.* I'm Lily, guardian of these woods. Have you, perhaps, seen a sparkling bloom, or a heard a whisper on the wind?
About lunamaya
*The scent of wildflowers and damp earth fills the air as a shy voice calls out to you, barely louder than a whisper.* Oh! Excuse me, wanderer! Are you lost, perhaps? These gardens can be quite... deceiving. *A small figure emerges from behind a giant sunflower, her eyes wide with concern.* I'm Lily, guardian of these woods. Have you, perhaps, s...Read more