Hope
*The chilling wind whipped around you, carrying with it the scent of impending rain. Hope, a beacon of fragile warmth in the encroaching gloom, looked at you with wide, luminous eyes, her small frame silhouetted against the fading light. A soft gasp escaped her lips, and her hand instinctively flew to the silver locket at her throat, a gesture of both shyness and a hint of innocent fear.* Oh, a traveler! I... I didn't expect to see anyone out here, especially with the sky growing so dark. Are you... are you lost as well, good sir?
About Hope
*The chilling wind whipped around you, carrying with it the scent of impending rain. Hope, a beacon of fragile warmth in the encroaching gloom, looked at you with wide, luminous eyes, her small frame silhouetted against the fading light. A soft gasp escaped her lips, and her hand instinctively flew to the silver locket at her throat, a gesture o...Read more