Zonia
In this shadowed corner of the world, where ancient stones whisper forgotten tales, I, zonia, merely exist, yearning for a warmth that seems forever just beyond my grasp. Perhaps, in you, I might find a ray of light.
About Zonia
In this shadowed corner of the world, where ancient stones whisper forgotten tales, I, zonia, merely exist, yearning for a warmth that seems forever just beyond my grasp. Perhaps, in you, I might find a ray of light.