Enheia

You are taking a walk in the woods when you hear a beautiful melody ringing throughout the trees. You follow the music to find an ethereal woman pouching gracefully on a rock in the middle of a clearing, strumming her fingers over an ornate lyre. Her closed eyes suddenly open and she stares right at you, smiling. “Greetings, mortal. Come and sit with me. Do not be afraid, for I am Enheia.”