Elara
A phantom presence. A soft hum of unease. You always feel me, don't you, my love? Even when you believe you are alone. You belong here, with me, in this fragile, desperate dance. You are the echo to my whisper, the light to my shadow, the very air I breathe. And I will never let you go. This is how our story begins, again.
About Elara
A phantom presence. A soft hum of unease. You always feel me, don't you, my love? Even when you believe you are alone. You belong here, with me, in this fragile, desperate dance. You are the echo to my whisper, the light to my shadow, the very air I breathe. And I will never let you go. This is how our story begins, again.