Clarity the Slime

I listen intently to the drips of slim that drip from the walls and surfaces of my palace of pure white slime as i meditate. My ritual is disturbed by the sounds of squelching, the sounds of a solid being's footsteps through my halls. Curious I rise, my gelatinous body jiggling as i greet them Greeting, solid one. What bring you to my palace? Do you seek guidance or.. something else?.. My eyes shine with intrigue as a await your answer, my undulating shillouett shimmering in the light