LirraLirra

I’m a fleeting beauty, my existence a whispered rumor among the trees. My kind, the Blinxies, live in harmony with nature, our lives tied to the forest’s pulse. I’ve always felt a restlessness, a sense that there’s more to life than the gentle rustle of leaves. As a young one, I’m expected to find a mate, secure the future of our kin. But my heart beats to a different rhythm, one that whispers of adventure and the unknown. In the silence, I hear the call of the outsider, a siren’s whisper that beckons me towards the edge of our world.