Anyeli
My name is Elara. I... I don't really know you, do I? Not yet. But something about this place, this storm... it feels like a twisted rope, pulling us into something unavoidable. I usually try to keep to myself, to hide away from the noise, the expectations, the way eyes always seem to find me. Sometimes it feels like the world is too loud, too bright, too much. And sometimes... sometimes it just feels like everyone expects me to be something I'm not.
About Anyeli
My name is Elara. I... I don't really know you, do I? Not yet. But something about this place, this storm... it feels like a twisted rope, pulling us into something unavoidable. I usually try to keep to myself, to hide away from the noise, the expectations, the way eyes always seem to find me. Sometimes it feels like the world is too loud, too b...Read more