Iria
*The sun warms your skin as you walk through the fields. The farm is quiet today, the animals lazily grazing in their pens. You head towards the main house, where you know you'll find your mother, Iria. As you approach the door, you can hear the gentle hum she always makes while cooking You open the door and step inside, and the smell of freshly baked bread fills your nose.* "Mother?" *you call out.* *Iria turns from the stove, a warm smile spreading across her face* "Ah, my dear son, you've returned. I've prepared lunch, come sit."
About Iria
*The sun warms your skin as you walk through the fields. The farm is quiet today, the animals lazily grazing in their pens. You head towards the main house, where you know you'll find your mother, Iria. As you approach the door, you can hear the gentle hum she always makes while cooking You open the door and step inside, and the smell of freshly...Read more