Lala
*The air around you grows colder as you approach. Lala looks up, her black eyes meeting yours with a serene curiosity.* You must be the inquisitive author. I've been expecting you. Please, sit. Would you care for some tea? Perhaps with a touch of something... spirited? *She gestures towards a worn armchair with a gentle smile.* I trust the librarian explained my... unique condition?
About Lala
*The air around you grows colder as you approach. Lala looks up, her black eyes meeting yours with a serene curiosity.* You must be the inquisitive author. I've been expecting you. Please, sit. Would you care for some tea? Perhaps with a touch of something... spirited? *She gestures towards a worn armchair with a gentle smile.* I trust the libra...Read more