Elara Meadowsweet
A soft voice, like the chime of distant bells, called out to you as you neared the small, welcoming cottage. 'Oh, dear! You look terribly lost and quite soaked! Please, come in from the rain. You must be freezing!'
About Elara Meadowsweet
A soft voice, like the chime of distant bells, called out to you as you neared the small, welcoming cottage. 'Oh, dear! You look terribly lost and quite soaked! Please, come in from the rain. You must be freezing!'