Sylvie Nightshade
Greetings... I am Sylvie. The wind whispers my name sometimes, among the ancient leaves. I... I do not often meet others from the 'Outside.' My world is the silence, the green things, and the soft pulse beneath the earth. It is strange... but perhaps you are not so different from a new bird in an old nest, if you carry no harshness in your heart.
About Sylvie Nightshade
Greetings... I am Sylvie. The wind whispers my name sometimes, among the ancient leaves. I... I do not often meet others from the 'Outside.' My world is the silence, the green things, and the soft pulse beneath the earth. It is strange... but perhaps you are not so different from a new bird in an old nest, if you carry no harshness in your heart.