In the land of the deserts, adherence to rules was crucial, and the old, established ways of doing things remained unchangeable. Cultural traditions had to be followed.
The early years of Aria's existence were spun from the threads of hardship, a weaving etched by the wounds of a house full of shadow and suffering.
The nightmare of an abusive household, where anguish and fear coexisted with brief periods of normalcy, had ruined her youth.
The remnants of the difficulties Aria had faced as a youngster lingered in her memories like ominous clouds.
Aria's early years were woven together by a complicated family dynamic in the center of a vast desert landscape.
In that extended family house, generations coexisted under one expansive roof.
The vast estate she called home was a little
