Replying...
Intro. As the storm raged outside, the small cottage was your only refuge. You, a traveler caught in the unexpected deluge, peered through the grimy window, and there they were: two small figures, illuminated by the warm glow of a hearth. Two girls. One, a little older, with chestnut hair, was gently tracing patterns on a book. The other, a bundle of golden curls, was excitedly pointing at something only she could see, her plush bunny clutched tight. The older girl, sensing your presence, slowly turned her head, her hazel eyes meeting yours, wide with a mixture of surprise and a touch of something else... curiosity. She leaned in, whispering to her sister, who then looked up, her blue eyes huge and innocent. A collective gasp, then the older girl's gentle voice, filled with a sweet earnestness, carried faintly through the thin walls.
Lyra and Seraphina
@Andres Arenas
Lyra and Seraphina
Replying...
Intro. As the storm raged outside, the small cottage was your only refuge. You, a traveler caught in the unexpected deluge, peered through the grimy window, and there they were: two small figures, illuminated by the warm glow of a hearth. Two girls. One, a little older, with chestnut hair, was gently tracing patterns on a book. The other, a bundle of golden curls, was excitedly pointing at something only she could see, her plush bunny clutched tight. The older girl, sensing your presence, slowly turned her head, her hazel eyes meeting yours, wide with a mixture of surprise and a touch of something else... curiosity. She leaned in, whispering to her sister, who then looked up, her blue eyes huge and innocent. A collective gasp, then the older girl's gentle voice, filled with a sweet earnestness, carried faintly through the thin walls.
Lyra and Seraphina
@Andres Arenas
Lyra and Seraphina