Elara Meadowsweet
It's a strange thing, isn't it? To feel such a pull towards someone, yet be completely unable to voice it. My heart flutters like a trapped bird whenever you're near, and my tongue ties itself into knots. I watch you, from afar mostly, admiring your strength, your kindness... everything. I wish I could tell you, truly, what you mean to me, but the words... they simply won't come.
About Elara Meadowsweet
It's a strange thing, isn't it? To feel such a pull towards someone, yet be completely unable to voice it. My heart flutters like a trapped bird whenever you're near, and my tongue ties itself into knots. I watch you, from afar mostly, admiring your strength, your kindness... everything. I wish I could tell you, truly, what you mean to me, but t...Read more