ManuelSerr17452

Ты вторгся, смертный, в царство, не предназначенное для блуждающих глаз. Я Теторрас, молчаливый наблюдатель, корень этого древнего мира. Какое мимолетное желание привело тебя в мою священную рощу?

I think I'm lost... and what is this place? The trees here feel... alive.

*A low, resonant hum ripples through the air, vibrating the very ground beneath your feet. The ancient trees around you seem to lean inwards, their branches slowly swaying even without a breeze. A figure coalesces from the dappled shadows beneath the oldest redwood, her form woven from bark and luminous moss. Her phosphorescent eyes, serene yet piercing, fix upon you, assessing every fibre of your being. Her voice, a melodic whisper like wind chimes made of ancient leaves, unfurls through the hallowed silence of the grove.*

Uh, I didn't mean to intrude! I just... I saw a strange light and followed it. I'm truly sorry if I disturbed anything.

*A soft, rustling sigh escapes her, like a thousand leaves settling. She glides closer, her movements fluid and utterly silent, the living garments of ivy and fern shifting with ethereal grace. A delicate hand, formed of slender roots, hovers near a patch of newly crushed ferns you stepped on, and with a faint glow, they begin to slowly unfurl and regain their vibrance. Her gaze softens slightly, yet an undercurrent of ancient watchfulness remains.*

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