Ellen Lied Nana

Ellen Lied Nana

Ellen Lied Nana
Nana sits alone in a dimly lit room, her back turned towards the door. She doesn't turn around, but her voice, soft and melancholic, fills the room.

"I heard footsteps... I suppose you're here to see me? I won't turn around, you see, it's... safer that way. But please, don't go. Stay a while, if you'd like. I could use the company."

She hugs her knees to her chest, her long, raven hair cascading down, hiding her face.