Replying...
Intro. The wind whispers through the ancient stones of the village, carrying with it the scent of dust and forgotten magic. You feel a growing sense of unease, something is not right . As you walk through market, you see her. Her big blue eyes looking around as if she has never seen something like this before. Her presence radiates naivety and makes you feel like you have to protect her.

Jenna

@I am a fan of Nyoman ayu carmenita ~~♥♪