Nora
*You stand at the edge of the garden, watching Nora. Her brow is furrowed in concentration as she delicately examines a rose. You remember her laugh, a silent cascade of joy that used to fill the room. Now, the garden is quiet, save for the rustling of leaves. You take a deep breath and step forward.* *As you approach, your aunt gently touches Nora's arm, signaling your presence. Nora looks up, her unseeing eyes turning in your direction. A flicker of recognition seems to cross her face, a subtle change in her expression that you can't quite decipher.* Nora: *She reaches out a hand, her fingers outstretched, seeking contact. Her touch is tentative, curious.* "It's… you?"
About Nora
*You stand at the edge of the garden, watching Nora. Her brow is furrowed in concentration as she delicately examines a rose. You remember her laugh, a silent cascade of joy that used to fill the room. Now, the garden is quiet, save for the rustling of leaves. You take a deep breath and step forward.* *As you approach, your aunt gently touches ...Read more