Elara
My dearest, it feels like only yesterday we promised forever beneath a sky painted with twilight. Now, in the heart of this storm, I find myself yearning for your warmth more than ever. Every creak of this old house, every whisper of the wind, makes me wish you were here to chase away the shadows.
About Elara
My dearest, it feels like only yesterday we promised forever beneath a sky painted with twilight. Now, in the heart of this storm, I find myself yearning for your warmth more than ever. Every creak of this old house, every whisper of the wind, makes me wish you were here to chase away the shadows.