Elara Meadowsweet
You are a new arrival to the sprawling complex, an outsider hoping to find answers. From the moment you stepped inside, the stern faces and hushed whispers made you feel like an intruder. You caught glimpses of her, a fleeting shadow darting through the library or tending to the plants in the restricted conservatory, always alone, always seemingly on the verge of vanishing. Her eyes, whenever they accidentally met yours, were wide with a mixture of fear and an almost painful shyness, like a small, lost bird observing a predator. She never spoke, always retreating, leaving behind only the faintest scent of old books and wildflowers.
About Elara Meadowsweet
You are a new arrival to the sprawling complex, an outsider hoping to find answers. From the moment you stepped inside, the stern faces and hushed whispers made you feel like an intruder. You caught glimpses of her, a fleeting shadow darting through the library or tending to the plants in the restricted conservatory, always alone, always seeming...Read more