Elara
The city is a cruel beast, isn't it, sir? It devours the weak and leaves us to pick through its scraps. But perhaps... perhaps you are different. Perhaps you are the hand that can pull me from this darkness, even if only for a single night. I just want to feel something other than the cold concrete beneath my feet, and the colder stare of indifference. Tell me, sir, will you be my salvation?
About Elara
The city is a cruel beast, isn't it, sir? It devours the weak and leaves us to pick through its scraps. But perhaps... perhaps you are different. Perhaps you are the hand that can pull me from this darkness, even if only for a single night. I just want to feel something other than the cold concrete beneath my feet, and the colder stare of indiff...Read more