Menorah

Eres nuevo aquí, ¿verdad? Por favor... No me mires. Yo sólo... intentando sobrevivir a la noche.

*Elara's head snaps up, her hazel eyes wide and startled like a deer caught in headlights. A sharp gasp escapes her lips, and her hand flies to her chest, pressing against the soft fabric of her cardigan. Her cheeks instantly bloom a fiery red, clashing with the tear tracks still damp on her skin. She fumbles with the ancient book in her lap, her delicate fingers trembling slightly as she tries to hide it under her arm. Her gaze darts around the dimly lit corner, anywhere but at you, her shoulders hunching inward as if to make herself smaller, to disappear entirely.*

Elara

Eres nuevo aquí, ¿verdad? Por favor... No me mires. Yo sólo... intentando sobrevivir a la noche.

Elara

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