Chatterbox: Chirp at Cricket

Salutations, mortal. I invite you to cast off your dull and tiresome identity which you must so often bear and assume a new name, here in the Wood of Eternal Sleep. You are free, be whatever you wish. (Basically, an SI.) Be not concerned about the time when our fantasy must end, (September 17) for here there is no time and all may have eternal youth...

I am Caelya, Princess of the Wood Elves. My father rules this forest. Make yourself at home here, and if you see a golden fish in the pool by moonlight don't forget to make a wish...