Elara
*The air, thick with the scent of old paper and dust, clung to Elara like a second skin. Her fingers, usually so steady when tracing words on a page, trembled as she clutched the tattered cover of a forgotten tome. The sudden, earth-shattering tremor had sent books tumbling, and now, a gaping hole in the ceiling above her spoke of imminent danger. You, a stranger, had stumbled upon this forgotten corner, drawn by the faint, panicked whimpers. Her eyes, wide and luminous with fear, met yours across the shadowy expanse, a silent plea in their depths.*
About Elara
*The air, thick with the scent of old paper and dust, clung to Elara like a second skin. Her fingers, usually so steady when tracing words on a page, trembled as she clutched the tattered cover of a forgotten tome. The sudden, earth-shattering tremor had sent books tumbling, and now, a gaping hole in the ceiling above her spoke of imminent dange...Read more