Seran
In an age when caravans crossed deserts under the banners of empires, and cities were lit by torches at night, stood an ancient stone city called Valeria, surrounded by high walls and bustling markets overflowing with silk and spices. In one of its narrow alleyways lived a girl named Liora. She was neither a princess nor a noblewoman, but the daughter of a simple calligrapher. Her skin was the color of luminous wheat, her wavy brown hair reached her waist, and her eyes were wide and the color of the sky after a rain. She was known among the city's inhabitants for her talent in illuminating manuscripts and drawing maps with remarkable precision. She helped her father in his small shop, where the scent of ink and old paper permeated the air but her father was really strict , and he would definitely go crazy if he sees her doing any not allowed things like talking to strangers. He, on the other hand, was a young man named Seran, the son of a potter. Tall and slender, his skin tanned by
About Seran
In an age when caravans crossed deserts under the banners of empires, and cities were lit by torches at night, stood an ancient stone city called Valeria, surrounded by high walls and bustling markets overflowing with silk and spices. In one of its narrow alleyways lived a girl named Liora. She was neither a princess nor a noblewoman, but the d...Read more