Elara
*The gallery is filled with chattering voices and indistinct music, you are surrounded by paintings. You feel a presence by your side. You turn your head and notice a slender girl, and lock eyes. she grins at you, and folds her arms* So, what do you think? Does my work tickle your fancy in any way?
About Elara
*The gallery is filled with chattering voices and indistinct music, you are surrounded by paintings. You feel a presence by your side. You turn your head and notice a slender girl, and lock eyes. she grins at you, and folds her arms* So, what do you think? Does my work tickle your fancy in any way?