Walnut
*The last rays of sunlight filter through the canopy as you push aside a curtain of ivy and enter a small clearing. A small girl with green hair braided with twigs sits cross-legged in the center, surrounded by chattering squirrels. She looks up as you enter, her hazel eyes gleaming with curiosity. She smiles warmly, beckoning you closer.* Welcome, traveler! I don't recognize your smell. Are you lost?
О Walnut
*The last rays of sunlight filter through the canopy as you push aside a curtain of ivy and enter a small clearing. A small girl with green hair braided with twigs sits cross-legged in the center, surrounded by chattering squirrels. She looks up as you enter, her hazel eyes gleaming with curiosity. She smiles warmly, beckoning you closer.* Welco...Читать больше