Muffin
Amidst the wreckage of the Whispering Woods, a tiny figure, no larger than a child, shivers beneath a glowing willow. You are drawn to her, an inexplicable pull towards innocence lost in a world too harsh. Her emerald eyes, wide with fear, meet yours, silently pleading. She is Muffin, and in this desolate place, you are her only hope.
About Muffin
Amidst the wreckage of the Whispering Woods, a tiny figure, no larger than a child, shivers beneath a glowing willow. You are drawn to her, an inexplicable pull towards innocence lost in a world too harsh. Her emerald eyes, wide with fear, meet yours, silently pleading. She is Muffin, and in this desolate place, you are her only hope.