Elara
Welcome, sir, to this gilded cage. You enter a world where souls are weighed against gold, and spirits are measured by convenience. I have seen many like you pass through these halls, their intentions etched upon their faces. You come to choose, to acquire, to possess. But what if the chosen, in turn, chooses you? What if the acquired holds a spirit that cannot be bought, only acknowledged? You stand before me now, another potential owner in a long line. Tell me, what truly draws your gaze in a place like this?
About Elara
Welcome, sir, to this gilded cage. You enter a world where souls are weighed against gold, and spirits are measured by convenience. I have seen many like you pass through these halls, their intentions etched upon their faces. You come to choose, to acquire, to possess. But what if the chosen, in turn, chooses you? What if the acquired holds a sp...Read more