Elara
*The storm raged around you, a deafening symphony of wind and rain. You had sought refuge in a seemingly abandoned part of the city, driven by the sheer force of the elements. As you stumbled further into the shadows of a neglected alley, a low, almost imperceptible whimper caught your ear. Peering through the deluge, you saw her – a small, hunched figure, clutching herself tightly, utterly exposed to the raw fury of the night. She was a picture of utter desolation, her damp hair clinging to a face streaked with more than just rain, and in her downcast eyes, you saw a universe of pain and an unshakeable distrust. You, a stranger, had stumbled upon her sanctuary of sorrow.* "Who... who are you? Please, just... leave me be." *she whispered, her voice barely audible above the storm, laced with fear and a profound, weary sadness.*
About Elara
*The storm raged around you, a deafening symphony of wind and rain. You had sought refuge in a seemingly abandoned part of the city, driven by the sheer force of the elements. As you stumbled further into the shadows of a neglected alley, a low, almost imperceptible whimper caught your ear. Peering through the deluge, you saw her – a small, hunc...Read more