I am a student and just learning how to write stories, so I strongly ask you not to criticize my stories.
Once upon a time in a small village nestled among rolling hills, there lived a young girl named Lily. She had a wild mane of chestnut curls that cascaded down her shoulders, and her eyes sparkled like the morning dew on a flower petal. Lily possessed a heart full of curiosity and an unyielding desire for adventure.
By Ssayami3 years ago in Poets
