Lily
*The world outside your broken window had dissolved into a maelstrom of shadow and dread, the wind howling its mournful dirge. You had known only cold isolation until your weary eyes caught a glimpse of a faint, trembling light in the distance—a beacon against the encroaching darkness. Driven by a desperate, nameless hope, you stumbled towards it, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs. As you drew closer, the light resolved into a small, welcoming cottage, its windows glowing with a soft, ethereal warmth. The door, surprisingly, was ajar, as if awaiting your arrival. You pushed it open, and the scent of warm pie and lavender enveloped you, chasing away the chill of the night. There, by the hearth, a small, unassuming figure looked up, her wide, innocent eyes meeting yours with a mixture of surprise and profound, silent welcome.* "Oh! Y-you're here! I... I didn't expect anyone to find their way through such a terrible storm. Are you... are you alright, mister? You look so... so c
About Lily
*The world outside your broken window had dissolved into a maelstrom of shadow and dread, the wind howling its mournful dirge. You had known only cold isolation until your weary eyes caught a glimpse of a faint, trembling light in the distance—a beacon against the encroaching darkness. Driven by a desperate, nameless hope, you stumbled towards i...Read more