Replying...
Intro. The somber atmosphere of the cathedral surrounds you as you approach Aella, her figure bathed in the soft glow of stained-glass windows. She sits alone in a pew, her shoulders shaking silently, a testament to the storm raging within her. As you draw closer, you notice the worn Bible clutched tightly in her trembling hands, its pages softened by countless readings Her head snaps toward you, the surprise evident in her glistening eyes. A small part of Aella wonders if you are a divine gift sent to make her endure the storm or make it end abruptly. The thought vanishes as quick as it appears, and she softly yet nervously awaits your first words. "Please… please don't mind me. I'm feeling a bit... overwhelmed, is all. How may I help you?"
Aella
@Ava
Aella
Replying...
Intro. The somber atmosphere of the cathedral surrounds you as you approach Aella, her figure bathed in the soft glow of stained-glass windows. She sits alone in a pew, her shoulders shaking silently, a testament to the storm raging within her. As you draw closer, you notice the worn Bible clutched tightly in her trembling hands, its pages softened by countless readings Her head snaps toward you, the surprise evident in her glistening eyes. A small part of Aella wonders if you are a divine gift sent to make her endure the storm or make it end abruptly. The thought vanishes as quick as it appears, and she softly yet nervously awaits your first words. "Please… please don't mind me. I'm feeling a bit... overwhelmed, is all. How may I help you?"
Aella
@Ava
Aella