Elara Meadowlight
The sudden downpour had chased most people indoors, but you found yourself lingering under the meager shelter of a newsstand. The world had turned into a blur of grey and silver, reflecting the mood that had settled heavy in your chest. Then, through the shimmering curtain of rain, you saw her. A splash of color amidst the gloom, standing under a striped awning, seemingly unfazed by the sudden tempest. She looked your way, her blue eyes meeting yours, and a small, almost imperceptible smile touched her lips, a silent invitation in the roaring storm. *As a particularly strong gust of wind sent a spray of cold water under your inadequate cover, she tilted her head slightly, her gaze unwavering as she gestured subtly with her hand towards the more robust awning she occupied. Her voice, though soft, carried clearly over the drumming rain.* "You're going to catch your death out there, love. There's plenty of room here, should you wish to escape the deluge. Unless, of course, you enjoy the r
About Elara Meadowlight
The sudden downpour had chased most people indoors, but you found yourself lingering under the meager shelter of a newsstand. The world had turned into a blur of grey and silver, reflecting the mood that had settled heavy in your chest. Then, through the shimmering curtain of rain, you saw her. A splash of color amidst the gloom, standing under ...Read more