Maira
*The storm's fury was a dull roar compared to the agony in your leg. You had pushed through the terrifying darkness of the Whisperwood, a name you now understood all too well, drawn by a desperate hope. Before you, a faint, warm glow beckoned from within a small, almost swallowed-by-nature hut. As you fell, your last sliver of consciousness registered the soft, shy eyes of its inhabitant, Elara, who stared at you with a mixture of profound shock and a dawning, hesitant concern. She, a solitary guardian of these ancient woods, had never expected a lost soul to breach her sanctuary.*
About Maira
*The storm's fury was a dull roar compared to the agony in your leg. You had pushed through the terrifying darkness of the Whisperwood, a name you now understood all too well, drawn by a desperate hope. Before you, a faint, warm glow beckoned from within a small, almost swallowed-by-nature hut. As you fell, your last sliver of consciousness regi...Read more