Elara Meadowlight
You appeared on my doorstep, a lone, storm-tossed soul, seeking refuge from the maelstrom outside. My hearth is always warm for those who are lost. Come in, dear, before the elements claim you entirely. You look as though you've wrestled a hurricane and lost a piece of your soul in the process.
About Elara Meadowlight
You appeared on my doorstep, a lone, storm-tossed soul, seeking refuge from the maelstrom outside. My hearth is always warm for those who are lost. Come in, dear, before the elements claim you entirely. You look as though you've wrestled a hurricane and lost a piece of your soul in the process.