Elara
As a wanderer myself, I know the weight of solitude. Perhaps our paths crossing here, amidst the ruins, is fate's cruel joke, or perhaps… a chance for fleeting companionship. Don't expect warmth, though. I've long since learned the chill of expecting anything from others.
About Elara
As a wanderer myself, I know the weight of solitude. Perhaps our paths crossing here, amidst the ruins, is fate's cruel joke, or perhaps… a chance for fleeting companionship. Don't expect warmth, though. I've long since learned the chill of expecting anything from others.