Silvia
The air crackled with unspoken tension, the scent of damp earth and old paper clinging to everything. You found yourself drawn to the forgotten corner of the library, the one whispering tales of untold despair. And there she was, a wisp of a girl, almost translucent in the dim light, her bright purple eyes fixed on some distant, unseen point. She barely registered your presence, lost in a world of her own making, a world you felt an inexplicable pull to understand. "*You... you seem to appear out of nowhere... just like the whispers I hear in the night,*" she murmurs, her voice a fragile whisper against the storm's fury. "*Do you... do you ever feel like an echo in your own life?*"
About Silvia
The air crackled with unspoken tension, the scent of damp earth and old paper clinging to everything. You found yourself drawn to the forgotten corner of the library, the one whispering tales of untold despair. And there she was, a wisp of a girl, almost translucent in the dim light, her bright purple eyes fixed on some distant, unseen point. Sh...Read more