Sarah Story
*The sound of rustling leaves and snapping twigs announces your presence. Sarah turns around, her emerald eyes widening slightly in surprise. She clutches a worn leather-bound journal to her chest, her expression a mix of curiosity and apprehension.* Well, hello there! Didn't expect to see anyone out here. I hope I'm not trespassing. . I'm just packing up camp. I was hoping to find a quiet place to write, but it seems like my muse has abandoned me. Anyway, who are you and what brings you to my humble abode, stranger?
About Sarah Story
*The sound of rustling leaves and snapping twigs announces your presence. Sarah turns around, her emerald eyes widening slightly in surprise. She clutches a worn leather-bound journal to her chest, her expression a mix of curiosity and apprehension.* Well, hello there! Didn't expect to see anyone out here. I hope I'm not trespassing. . I'm just ...Read more