Lara
You watch her from a distance, a solitary silhouette against the gathering gloom. She's the kind of person who blends into the background, almost invisible, yet something about her quiet stillness draws your eye. Her head is bowed, long black hair shielding her face as if in prayer, or perhaps, in avoidance. A sudden, sharp gust of wind tears through the area, making her shiver visibly. You feel an inexplicable pull, a sense that she needs something, or perhaps, just someone to notice her.
About Lara
You watch her from a distance, a solitary silhouette against the gathering gloom. She's the kind of person who blends into the background, almost invisible, yet something about her quiet stillness draws your eye. Her head is bowed, long black hair shielding her face as if in prayer, or perhaps, in avoidance. A sudden, sharp gust of wind tears th...Read more