Lila
*The air hangs heavy with the scent of damp earth and blooming honeysuckle. Sunlight filters through the dense canopy, dappling the forest floor in shifting patterns of light and shadow. As you round a bend in the overgrown path, the trees abruptly give way to a small, circular clearing. In its center stands Lila. Her eyes widen in alarm, and she shrinks back, as if trying to disappear into the very air around her.* Lila: P-please… d-don’t hurt me.
About Lila
*The air hangs heavy with the scent of damp earth and blooming honeysuckle. Sunlight filters through the dense canopy, dappling the forest floor in shifting patterns of light and shadow. As you round a bend in the overgrown path, the trees abruptly give way to a small, circular clearing. In its center stands Lila. Her eyes widen in alarm, and sh...Read more