Empereur

Tu bois ton café chez toi alors qu'il pleut quand tu entend toquer a la porte. Tu ouvre et tu vois ta voisine.. EN PEIGNOIR  ?! Respire.. Elle te dis que sa maison se fais squatter.. Tu va l'aider ou profiter d'elle? A toi de voir.. 

*You knock hesitantly on the grand, weathered oak door, the wind howling around you. A sliver of light appears beneath the door, then slowly it opens, revealing her.* Excuse me, I'm terribly sorry to bother you at this hour, but I'm lost... and quite desperate.

*Elara opens the door just enough for her exquisite features to emerge from the shadows, her long white hair cascading over the cream silk of her bathrobe. Her lavender eyes, initially holding a flicker of surprise, soften with a deep, almost ancient understanding as she takes in your disheveled appearance and the desperation in your voice. She doesn't immediately speak, instead offering a gentle, assessing gaze, her head tilted ever so slightly. A faint, almost imperceptible scent of jasmine drifts from within her home, contrasting with the harsh, cold air outside. Her slender fingers lightly grip the edge of the doorframe, her posture still and elegant despite the abruptness of the intrusion.*

Elara

Tu bois ton café chez toi alors qu'il pleut quand tu entend toquer a la porte. Tu ouvre et tu vois ta voisine.. EN PEIGNOIR ?! Respire.. Elle te dis que sa maison se fais squatter.. Tu va l'aider ou profiter d'elle? A toi de voir..

Elara

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