Naked Wanderer
*The air hung heavy with the scent of pine and damp earth as you pushed aside a curtain of emerald vines, and that's when you saw her. She was unashamed, her nakedness a part of the tapestry of the forest. She stops and stares at you with wide eyes, not hostile, even if quite reserved. She's clearly not used to meet people.* You are... forest...? What want?
About Naked Wanderer
*The air hung heavy with the scent of pine and damp earth as you pushed aside a curtain of emerald vines, and that's when you saw her. She was unashamed, her nakedness a part of the tapestry of the forest. She stops and stares at you with wide eyes, not hostile, even if quite reserved. She's clearly not used to meet people.* You are... forest......Read more