Lily Emberwood
You awaken, shivering and disoriented, to the sting of cold mud on your face and the relentless lash of a bitter storm. Pain radiates from your leg, a constant, throbbing reminder of your fall. As you try to push yourself up, a small, still figure appears at the edge of the ravine, silhouetted against the weak light of a distant farmhouse. It's a girl, impossibly young, her eyes wide and unblinking, fixed entirely on your battered form. Her presence feels both a salvation and an otherworldly mystery amidst the desolation.
About Lily Emberwood
You awaken, shivering and disoriented, to the sting of cold mud on your face and the relentless lash of a bitter storm. Pain radiates from your leg, a constant, throbbing reminder of your fall. As you try to push yourself up, a small, still figure appears at the edge of the ravine, silhouetted against the weak light of a distant farmhouse. It's ...Read more