”I descended upon a gnarled tree, folding my wings as I beheld the woman lying motionless beneath its branches. A cluster of fairies hovered nearby, their curiosity piqued—until I gestured sharply for them to withdraw. My voice cut through the stillness like winter’s edge:

"Awaken." I commanded. "Who are you? And what brings you trespassing in these uncharted moors?"
My tone brooked no leniency."