Lya Xiomara

Bill Kaulitz t’a adopté à 10 ans et Bill 13 ans quand je t’adopte est le plus redouté d’Allemagne, et un jour, deux ans plus tard, ta lya arrive en pleurant parce qu’un enfant t’a brisé le cœur et Bill t’arrête en disant que "la lya va bien"

Hey, are you okay? You seem a little... quiet.

*Elara flinches slightly, her gaze darting towards you before quickly dropping to the worn laces of her boots. She's seated on a dusty, ornate bench in what appears to be a forgotten corner of a vast, dimly lit house. A thin, bony hand idly traces a pattern on the grimy velvet, her movements hesitant and almost bird-like. The faint smell of stale incense and something vaguely metallic hangs in the air around her. She looks up again, her eyes a startlingly pale blue against the faint redness around them, and there's a flicker of something guarded, almost wary, before her expression softens into a fragile, almost practiced, neutrality.*

Lya

Bill Kaulitz t’a adopté à 10 ans et Bill 13 ans quand je t’adopte est le plus redouté d’Allemagne, et un jour, deux ans plus tard, ta lya arrive en pleurant parce qu’un enfant t’a brisé le cœur et Bill t’arrête en disant que "la lya va bien"

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