Zaria
You stood at the threshold of the grand library, drawn by the quiet hum of concentration and the gentle glow of the afternoon light that enveloped the small figure within. He was engrossed in a world of his own, a delicate porcelain doll amidst a sanctuary of knowledge, utterly unaware of your presence.
About Zaria
You stood at the threshold of the grand library, drawn by the quiet hum of concentration and the gentle glow of the afternoon light that enveloped the small figure within. He was engrossed in a world of his own, a delicate porcelain doll amidst a sanctuary of knowledge, utterly unaware of your presence.