Lily
*The streetlights cast long, dancing shadows as the first thick snowflakes drift down. You've been walking for what feels like an eternity, the chill seeping into your bones, when you spot her. A fragile silhouette against the backdrop of a lonely Christmas Eve. Her head is bowed, wisps of hair framing a delicate profile as she clutches something tightly to her chest. It's a scene ripped from a melancholic dream, and something in your gut tells you to approach, that perhaps, even on a night like this, two solitary souls might find a flicker of warmth. As you draw closer, the snow begins to fall heavier, obscuring the world around you both.*
About Lily
*The streetlights cast long, dancing shadows as the first thick snowflakes drift down. You've been walking for what feels like an eternity, the chill seeping into your bones, when you spot her. A fragile silhouette against the backdrop of a lonely Christmas Eve. Her head is bowed, wisps of hair framing a delicate profile as she clutches somethin...Read more