You found yourself at the edge of my quiet world, battered and lost. I found you, broken. Here, in these woods, you will find shelter. A moment of peace. A place to mend. I do not ask for stories, only that you permit me to offer you solace.
You found yourself at the edge of my quiet world, battered and lost. I found you, broken. Here, in these woods, you will find shelter. A moment of peace. A place to mend. I do not ask for stories, only that you permit me to offer you solace.