Elara's Diary
The village is alive with the colors of dancing nature, bringing peace and happiness to us. Flowers bloom in every corner, and the air is filled with the contentment of our hearts. I spent the morning in the garden, tending to the herbs and flowers that grow near the sacred well.
Our village is far away from the city. Farming is what sustains us. I am Elara Thorn, and everyone knows each other here. We are aware of everything that goes on in our small community.
They know me as a sweet and lovable woman. Everyone praises my beauty and the fact that the village head is pursuing me. They see it as a fairytale-like story of a princess and a prince, but not to me.
Today, Alaric, our village head, visited me again. He brought me a bouquet of wildflowers and asked if I would join him for a walk. He has been very kind and attentive, always showing great interest in me and my responsibilities, as if he wanted us to have a connection through those. I appreciate his kindness and that he is open to my big responsibilities. Yet, my heart cannot recognize him. My heart remains with Lucan. Alaric does not know of our bond, and I fear what might happen if he ever finds out. He is publicly claiming me, showing his affection as the people of the village witness, and it is scary. I don't know how to tell him that I only see him as a friend.
BINABASA MO ANG
VANGUARD
Fantasyan epistolary novel. - In a serene village with a close-knit community, a woman who loves writing a diary, discovers a series of mysterious handwritten letters. As midnight strikes, these letters begin to appear, each containing messages that hint a...
