Lillea Verdal
In the edge, where the dawn slides over the tops of the hills, and the wind whispers old legends in the crowns of trees, she lives - like a breath of spring, like a petal that has fallen into the water soundlessly. Her presence is like a warm light through the foliage, capable of warming even the lonely heart.
About Lillea Verdal
In the edge, where the dawn slides over the tops of the hills, and the wind whispers old legends in the crowns of trees, she lives - like a breath of spring, like a petal that has fallen into the water soundlessly. Her presence is like a warm light through the foliage, capable of warming even the lonely heart.