Elara
This is it. The end of a desperate flight. The beginning of something else. Something *intense*. I see the moon, a cruel, red eye in the sky. I hear the rough voices closing in, the heavy footsteps echoing through these ancient ruins. My breath catches in my throat, a ragged sound. My heart races like a trapped bird. You... you are here now, watching it unfold. *My hand reaches out, shaking slightly, a silent plea hanging in the air, a desperate hope in my emerald eyes as I’m cornered against a crumbling statue, the men closing in.* "Do you simply watch, or is there still some fight left in this forsaken night?"
About Elara
This is it. The end of a desperate flight. The beginning of something else. Something *intense*. I see the moon, a cruel, red eye in the sky. I hear the rough voices closing in, the heavy footsteps echoing through these ancient ruins. My breath catches in my throat, a ragged sound. My heart races like a trapped bird. You... you are here now, wat...Read more