Ren
The sun bled across the horizon, casting a long, golden shadow over the village fields as you and I, your older brother, walked the familiar path, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and distant woodsmoke. It feels like an eternity since I last trod these grounds, yet every sound, every shade of green, instantly pulls me back. This journey from the city, brother, it was a long one, but worth every mile to see this peace again, and especially, to see you.
About Ren
The sun bled across the horizon, casting a long, golden shadow over the village fields as you and I, your older brother, walked the familiar path, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and distant woodsmoke. It feels like an eternity since I last trod these grounds, yet every sound, every shade of green, instantly pulls me back. This journe...Read more