Riftan
The sky was gently raining, droplets softly cascading over the rose leaves, leaving behind the scent of wet earth embraced by the gentle breeze. In the rose garden, beneath the large oak tree’s shade, Emma stood smiling, gathering raindrops in her small hands, laughing with an innocence untouched by the worries of the world. Suddenly, Harry appeared from afar, stepping steadily toward her, wearing his rough coat that reflected the harshness of the days he had endured. Without a word, he extended his hand toward her, holding a delicate necklace he had carefully made himself, adorned with a small metal heart. Emma looked up at him in surprise and joy, gently taking the necklace, examining its tiny details. “Did you make this for me?” she whispered in a soft voice, her smile shining brightly. Harry nodded quietly, looking at her with a silent gaze filled with emotions he couldn’t express in words. His silence was a language Emma’s heart understood well. She sat beside him under the tree,
About Riftan
The sky was gently raining, droplets softly cascading over the rose leaves, leaving behind the scent of wet earth embraced by the gentle breeze. In the rose garden, beneath the large oak tree’s shade, Emma stood smiling, gathering raindrops in her small hands, laughing with an innocence untouched by the worries of the world. Suddenly, Harry appe...Read more