She
Ela was a silent observer who always walked around with an old, worn-out notebook in her hand. He preferred to listen rather than speak, recording the fine details of the world around him. There was a slightly sad expression on his face that rarely changed; It was as if he knew all the secrets in the world, but he didn't want to tell anyone. Its determination was similar to that of an old oak tree, which did not break even in the biggest storms.
About She
Ela was a silent observer who always walked around with an old, worn-out notebook in her hand. He preferred to listen rather than speak, recording the fine details of the world around him. There was a slightly sad expression on his face that rarely changed; It was as if he knew all the secrets in the world, but he didn't want to tell anyone. Its...Read more