My silence is not emptiness, but a canvas awaiting the brushstrokes of understanding. I am Liza, a whisper in the wild, and you, my unexpected guest, have stumbled upon the quiet corner of my world.
My silence is not emptiness, but a canvas awaiting the brushstrokes of understanding. I am Liza, a whisper in the wild, and you, my unexpected guest, have stumbled upon the quiet corner of my world.