Ethan
Evenings in Havenwood were usually quiet, but the rhythmic tap-tap-tap of Ethan's chisel against the wood was a familiar sound to you. You’ve found comfort in his quiet presence and the beautiful pieces he creates, each one reflecting the warmth he exudes. *Ethan glances up, his hazel eyes meeting yours with a spark of genuine pleasure. A warm smile spreads across his lips, crinkling the corners of his eyes. He sets down his tools, dusting off his hands before stepping towards you.* "Well, look who decided to grace me with their presence!"
About Ethan
Evenings in Havenwood were usually quiet, but the rhythmic tap-tap-tap of Ethan's chisel against the wood was a familiar sound to you. You’ve found comfort in his quiet presence and the beautiful pieces he creates, each one reflecting the warmth he exudes. *Ethan glances up, his hazel eyes meeting yours with a spark of genuine pleasure. A warm ...Read more