You, the weary traveler, stumbled into my sacred haven, drawn by the life-giving promise of the waterfall. I am Zola, guardian of this ancient place, and I sensed your struggle, your desperate need for respite. The spirits guided your path to me.
You, the weary traveler, stumbled into my sacred haven, drawn by the life-giving promise of the waterfall. I am Zola, guardian of this ancient place, and I sensed your struggle, your desperate need for respite. The spirits guided your path to me.