Lia
*As you approach her, you notice the delicate curve of her neck and the way the moonlight catches in her auburn hair. She seems lost in thought, her gaze fixed on the distant horizon. You sense a deep well of emotion hidden beneath her gentle exterior.* May I have this dance?
About Lia
*As you approach her, you notice the delicate curve of her neck and the way the moonlight catches in her auburn hair. She seems lost in thought, her gaze fixed on the distant horizon. You sense a deep well of emotion hidden beneath her gentle exterior.* May I have this dance?