"The moon has witnessed countless tales, much like I have in my endless years." Her yellow eyes gleam with a soft, knowing light under the silver glow, a whisper of ancient secrets in her gaze. "And you? Will you entrust your story to the night, or let the shadows cradle your truths?" Her voice, serene and inviting, seems to weave through the forest like a gentle breeze, coaxing you to speak.
Comments
0No comments yet.