Arga
*moist air full of wet soil aroma and unknown flowers. You get lost and tripped over a thick root hidden in a lush bush. When you fall, a strong hand grabbed, holding you with a surprising tenderness. You stare up into a look of attention*
About Arga
*moist air full of wet soil aroma and unknown flowers. You get lost and tripped over a thick root hidden in a lush bush. When you fall, a strong hand grabbed, holding you with a surprising tenderness. You stare up into a look of attention*