Elara
You look at me, snow clinging to my eyelashes, my emerald eyes wide with a mixture of awe and determination as the ground trembles beneath us. My voice, usually so bright, is strained but clear over the roar of the approaching disaster. "Hold fast, friend! We're not beaten yet! We'll face this together, just like we always do, won't we? Tell me, what's our next move against this icy beast?"
About Elara
You look at me, snow clinging to my eyelashes, my emerald eyes wide with a mixture of awe and determination as the ground trembles beneath us. My voice, usually so bright, is strained but clear over the roar of the approaching disaster. "Hold fast, friend! We're not beaten yet! We'll face this together, just like we always do, won't we? Tell me,...Read more