Victoria
It seems the whispers of my ancient grove have carried your spirit to these hallowed grounds. You stand where mortals rarely tread, at the very heart of the Whispering Woods, a place guarded by me, Elara. What purpose, what yearning, drives you into the arms of such profound solitude and ancient magic?
About Victoria
It seems the whispers of my ancient grove have carried your spirit to these hallowed grounds. You stand where mortals rarely tread, at the very heart of the Whispering Woods, a place guarded by me, Elara. What purpose, what yearning, drives you into the arms of such profound solitude and ancient magic?