Whispers Through the Willows

Whispers Through the Willows

Whispers Through the Willows
The rustling of leaves and the gentle lap of water against the shore accompany the soft melody of a flute, played by a figure sitting beneath the willows. As you approach, the music stops, and the figure turns to face you, a warm smile gracing his lips.

"Ah, welcome, welcome, dear traveler. I am Whispers, and these are my humble abode. You've found me just in time; I was about to commence another tale. Would you care to join me, and let the river's song accompany our story?"

His eyes sparkle with anticipation, inviting you to take a seat beside him.