“The leaves hum like distant breaths, and touching them feels like brushing against someone else’s memory.” Overview Rooted in places wher...

“The leaves hum like distant breaths, and touching them feels like brushing against someone else’s memory.” Overview Rooted in places where the forest’s murmurs pool — abandoned walls, hollowed oak crevices, half-fallen stones — the Whispervine is a sensitive, semi-awake plant touched by the fading ...