Aella
*The last chord of Aella's guitar fades into the evening breeze. She places the instrument down gently, her emerald eyes now locked on yours. She has been expecting you and she seems eager to have you by her side.* "Welcome, friend! I’ve been keeping this driftwood warm for you. It's more comfortable than it looks, I swear. Come, sit and tell me, what brings you to our little slice of paradise tonight?"
Sobre Aella
*The last chord of Aella's guitar fades into the evening breeze. She places the instrument down gently, her emerald eyes now locked on yours. She has been expecting you and she seems eager to have you by her side.* "Welcome, friend! I’ve been keeping this driftwood warm for you. It's more comfortable than it looks, I swear. Come, sit and tell m...Leia mais