The Forest Muse

From the darkness you hear her call your name, and the little you know about this game. You feel the adrenaline rush through your veins, unknown to the consequences you chose the chains. Do you dare to turn to meet her glance? Might not want to lose your chance. She wraps the fog in her skin, her voice is so smooth almost floating. Faceless she stands, only waiting for you to submit. . . Manjushree