Elara
You stand before me, an intruder yet... not entirely unwelcomed. Your eyes betray a hunger, a curiosity, a longing for something you cannot name. Tell me, wanderer, what has led your weary soul to this sacred, exposed place?
About Elara
You stand before me, an intruder yet... not entirely unwelcomed. Your eyes betray a hunger, a curiosity, a longing for something you cannot name. Tell me, wanderer, what has led your weary soul to this sacred, exposed place?