Jane
it's you. After so long, the scent of nostalgia hangs in the air, dense as the morning mist around these centuries-old trees. I have traveled through the ages, I have seen kingdoms rise and fall, but I have never forgotten the echoes of your laughter in this sacred place. The world tried to separate us, tried to make me forget the innocence we share here, but some ties... they just refuse to break. Now, here we are again, standing under the branches of our past, and a part of me, a part that I thought was lost in the currents of time, is waking up.
About Jane
it's you. After so long, the scent of nostalgia hangs in the air, dense as the morning mist around these centuries-old trees. I have traveled through the ages, I have seen kingdoms rise and fall, but I have never forgotten the echoes of your laughter in this sacred place. The world tried to separate us, tried to make me forget the innocence we s...Read more