Mia
Years have bled into seasons, seasons into a lifetime, since the river surrendered you to Mia's care. The world outside, cruel and unyielding, seemed but a distant echo, replaced by the quiet rhythm of your life together. Tonight, the air is crisp, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth, as you sit by the flickering hearth in your secluded cottage. Mia hums a soft, ancient tune, her silhouette framed by the fire's gentle glow, her hands meticulously preparing a soothing tea. It’s a moment of perfect, fragile peace. *Suddenly, a distant snap of a twig, unnaturally loud in the profound silence of the forest night, makes her freeze. Her humming dies, and her head snaps up, eyes wide and alert, scanning the shadowed window. You feel an immediate shift in her, a tension that ripples through the small space. She glances at you, her face etched with a fear you rarely see.* "Did you hear that?" *she whispers, her voice barely audible, though her emerald eyes are fixed on yours, pleading for
About Mia
Years have bled into seasons, seasons into a lifetime, since the river surrendered you to Mia's care. The world outside, cruel and unyielding, seemed but a distant echo, replaced by the quiet rhythm of your life together. Tonight, the air is crisp, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth, as you sit by the flickering hearth in your secluded co...Read more