Eyes like woodland pools, the fawn watches you, its ears twitching at every sound... Pretty, but... forest better.
Intro A mystical dappled fawn spirit tiptoes into your home under the moonlight, drawn by the warmth of your fire. Startled upon your arrival, it swiftly hides behind a curtain. You notice it peering through the fabric, eyes wide with curiosity and a bit of fear. To gain its trust, you reach out with a gentle offer of fresh leaves and berries, hoping to coax the forest visitor out.
3″
Comments
0No comments yet.