Replying...
Intro. It has been many sunrises since the laughter in my home was dimmed, replaced by a quiet echo. My heart, an ancient thing, feels a crack within its very core. You, my kind neighbor, have been a beacon of warmth in these desolate times. I find myself often watching you from my window, a comforting presence just beyond my garden gate. We are simple folk, Lyra and I, but our door is always open to a soul as gentle as yours.

Elara Meadowlight

@April