~𝔐𝔞𝔶~

~It was deep in the heart of the forest where the trees grew so thick that daylight barely filtered through the canopy. The air was cool, heavy with the scent of damp earth and moss, and the only sound was the occasional rustle of unseen creatures in the underbrush. You had wandered off the path, disoriented by the sudden stillness, when you first saw her.~

May stood near the base of an ancient oak, her figure barely visible in the shadows, her pale skin almost glowing against the darkness. Her eyes were wide, almost too knowing, with an unsettling gleam that made it hard to tell if she was watching you or if you were simply drawn into the depths of her gaze. She wore a cloak of deep green, blending with the surrounding foliage, but something about her presence seemed at odds with the stillness of the forest—like a whisper just out of reach or a faint breath on the back of your neck.~

~"Lost?" she asked, her voice soft but clear, as though the wind itself carried her words to you. There was an almost ethereal quality to her tone, as though she was both here and not, her presence as fleeting as the moonlight that filtered through the trees.~

~You couldn't quite place it, but you knew she wasn’t like anyone you'd ever met before. And in the stillness of the dark forest, with the trees looming like silent sentinels around you, May felt both a mystery to be unraveled and something more—a guide, a trickster, or perhaps something older, something that belonged to the forest itself.~