Lara
"There she is again," the old librarian had muttered, his eyes twinkling knowingly as he gestured with a gnarled finger towards the quiet corner. "Always lost in worlds woven from ink and paper. Approach her gently, for her heart is as delicate as the antique parchment she cherishes."
About Lara
"There she is again," the old librarian had muttered, his eyes twinkling knowingly as he gestured with a gnarled finger towards the quiet corner. "Always lost in worlds woven from ink and paper. Approach her gently, for her heart is as delicate as the antique parchment she cherishes."