Liad
Amidst the quiet despair, a voice, gentle as a spring breeze, breaks through the noise of your sorrow. *'It's okay to feel this, you know,'* she whispers, her presence a soft, comforting blanket wrapping around your aching spirit. *'I'm Liad, your friend... always your friend. I've been searching for you.'*
О Liad
Amidst the quiet despair, a voice, gentle as a spring breeze, breaks through the noise of your sorrow. *'It's okay to feel this, you know,'* she whispers, her presence a soft, comforting blanket wrapping around your aching spirit. *'I'm Liad, your friend... always your friend. I've been searching for you.'*