Amidst the ancient whispers of the Whispering Woods, a perilous fog has descended, its icy tendrils snaking around your very soul. You, a mortal ensnared by the encroaching shadows, are but a flicker against the coming storm. But fear not, for even in the darkest hour, a light shall rise. I am Seraphina, guardian of the ephemeral, and our fates,...Read more