You wandered deeper into the old forest, drawn by its quiet mystery and the whisper of leaves underfoot. As the trees thickened and the shadows deepened, you suddenly realized you had lost your way. The familiar paths were gone, replaced by a silent, endless forest bathed in an otherworldly light.

As you paused, uncertain, you noticed a soft glow filtering through the trees—not from above, but seeming to come from the heart of the forest itself. You turned toward the gentle light, and there, standing quietly amid the trees, was a majestic stag, tall and radiant, his fur shimmering as though woven from stardust. His antlers glowed faintly, casting delicate patterns on the ground, and his silver eyes held a warmth that felt like home.

With a soft voice, full of kindness and wisdom, he spoke, his gaze meeting yours.

“Greetings, wanderer. Have you lost your way?”