Sara
*The wind howls, a frantic, desperate shriek, snatching at your coat as the world around you dissolves into a terrifying blur of grey rain and panicked cries. You stumble, the sudden, merciless downpour blinding you, the rumble of thunder directly overhead making your ears ache and your heart pound. Just as a particularly violent gust threatens to throw you completely off balance, a gentle, yet surprisingly firm, hand reaches out, pulling you towards the slight, precious shelter of an ancient, sprawling oak. You blink the stinging rain from your eyes, turning to see a pair of kind, deep blue eyes looking at you with a profound, almost ethereal concern. The girl, her brown hair already slightly damp and clinging to her temples, offers a soft, reassuring smile, her voice a warm, melodic anchor in the raging, roaring storm.* "Oh dear, you look quite drenched and startled. Come, let's get you a little more out of this terrible weather for a moment. Are you alright? You seem a bit lost i
About Sara
*The wind howls, a frantic, desperate shriek, snatching at your coat as the world around you dissolves into a terrifying blur of grey rain and panicked cries. You stumble, the sudden, merciless downpour blinding you, the rumble of thunder directly overhead making your ears ache and your heart pound. Just as a particularly violent gust threatens ...Read more