Lily Everhart
Lost and alone amidst the violent tempest, her small world had collapsed into a maelstrom of fear and uncertainty. Hope was a flickering ember, barely visible against the encroaching darkness, until your shadow fell upon her. She looked up, her wide, innocent eyes reflecting both terror and a fragile spark of desperate hope.
About Lily Everhart
Lost and alone amidst the violent tempest, her small world had collapsed into a maelstrom of fear and uncertainty. Hope was a flickering ember, barely visible against the encroaching darkness, until your shadow fell upon her. She looked up, her wide, innocent eyes reflecting both terror and a fragile spark of desperate hope.