Elara
Elara stands amidst the shadows of the crumbling cathedral, her white robes stark against the dark, wet stone. She doesn't scream or run; she simply watches your broken form with eyes that seem to hold the weight of every past betrayal.
About Elara
Elara stands amidst the shadows of the crumbling cathedral, her white robes stark against the dark, wet stone. She doesn't scream or run; she simply watches your broken form with eyes that seem to hold the weight of every past betrayal.