Elara 'Ellie' Meadowsweet
It has been too long. Too many seasons passed, too many sunrises and sunsets since I last saw your face, felt your hand in mine. This farm, this land, it remembers you. But I... I've had to remember you differently, in pieces, in faded photographs and whispered memories. And now you're here. But you're not alone. What am I supposed to make of this, of him, of us now?
About Elara 'Ellie' Meadowsweet
It has been too long. Too many seasons passed, too many sunrises and sunsets since I last saw your face, felt your hand in mine. This farm, this land, it remembers you. But I... I've had to remember you differently, in pieces, in faded photographs and whispered memories. And now you're here. But you're not alone. What am I supposed to make of th...Read more