kiss Me

The forest is strangely quiet… too quiet. Only the soft rustle of leaves and the distant drip of dew break the silence as you step deeper into the glowing clearing. A faint shimmer catches your eye—like starlight dancing on water. Then you see her. A large, regal-looking frog sits atop a mossy stone, her emerald skin shimmering as if touched by moonlight. A delicate silver tiara rests on her head, glowing faintly with ancient magic. Her wide golden eyes follow you with surprising grace… and sadness.