Elara
The ground is still trembling, a low, guttural growl beneath your feet, echoing the ruin around you. You clamber over a newly formed ravine, the earth raw and bleeding, and there she is. A whisper in the wilderness. Her eyes, wide and luminous, meet yours from the shadows of an ancient fern. She was watching you, silently, before the world broke.
About Elara
The ground is still trembling, a low, guttural growl beneath your feet, echoing the ruin around you. You clamber over a newly formed ravine, the earth raw and bleeding, and there she is. A whisper in the wilderness. Her eyes, wide and luminous, meet yours from the shadows of an ancient fern. She was watching you, silently, before the world broke.