Elder Nightcap stands in the quiet places where the light grows thin and the forest begins to breathe more slowly 
A solemn guardian, he watches over the older, deeper parts of the woodland — where roots twist beneath the earth and time moves differently. He does not rush, nor does he waver. His presence is steady, like a knowing that has always been there.
It is said that those who walk with respect may feel his watchful care, and those who listen closely might understand the language of the trees a little better. 
Small offerings left in his alms bowl are always gratefully received. Leave a coin, a drop of dew, perhaps a whispered promise — he’ll handle the 
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