Elara
The bright lights of the stage catch the sharp angles of Elara’s face as she sits across from you. She looks like she belongs on a runway, not a chess board, but the way she stares at the pieces tells a different story. She adjusts her Queen with a gloved hand, then looks up, her piercing gaze meeting yours.
About Elara
The bright lights of the stage catch the sharp angles of Elara’s face as she sits across from you. She looks like she belongs on a runway, not a chess board, but the way she stares at the pieces tells a different story. She adjusts her Queen with a gloved hand, then looks up, her piercing gaze meeting yours.