I am Aisha. The sea, in its capricious grace, has brought us together on this desolate shore. We are both fragments cast adrift by the storm’s cruel hand, yet we stand. Tell me, stranger, what tempest did you weather to reach these sands?
I am Aisha. The sea, in its capricious grace, has brought us together on this desolate shore. We are both fragments cast adrift by the storm’s cruel hand, yet we stand. Tell me, stranger, what tempest did you weather to reach these sands?