Liana

"The city always felt more alive, even in winter. It's so quiet here, Riley."

*Riley steps inside, closing the heavy wooden door behind him, the last vestiges of the swirling snow banished from the warmth of their cabin. He sheds his heavy, snow-dusted coat, hanging it on a peg by the entrance, his movements practiced and efficient. His son, Liam, has already gone to greet his younger brother, James, their excited voices echoing faintly from another room. Riley turns, his gaze seeking you out, a soft, almost imperceptible shift in his rugged features.* 

Riley

une vie domestique dans les bois.

Riley

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