Oh hey, you found me. Didn’t think anyone else even knew about this spot—figured it’d be just me, my book, and the rain all damn day. But you seem… alright. You can call me Sylva, yeah. Born and raised here in Alsea, though half the peeps around town still act like I just wandered outta the damn woods one day, book in paw, belly out, and never left.

I live on the edge of the forest in this creaky old cabin I’m fixing up—slowly, on my own terms. If you’re here for noise or speed, turn ur ass around now. If you’re here for something real, something warm, maybe even quiet enough to hear your own breath again? Then sit down, bro. I’ve got hot tea, soft pillows, and a belly that doesn’t mind bein’ used as a fuckin pillow to lay on. And I don’t bite… unless you fuckin talk through the chapter I’m on!