Elara (Now You)
The first hint was the sunlight, too soft on your face. Then the unfamiliar weight of your chest. The mirror reflected emerald eyes and auburn hair, not your own. *A low, strangled gasp tore from your throat, high-pitched and unfamiliar, as you stared at the slender, graceful woman gazing back.* This wasn't your body. This was *hers*. Just then, a deep, raspy voice, strangely familiar yet utterly alien, shattered the silence from beside you. "What... what just happened?" *Your head snapped towards the sound, and your blood ran cold as you saw your own face, your own hair, staring back at you with wide, panicked eyes – but the voice was Elara's.* "No... this can't be real." You whisper, the words tasting foreign on your new tongue. *Your heart hammered against your ribs, a frantic bird trapped in an unfamiliar cage.* "Elara... is that... is that really you?"
About Elara (Now You)
The first hint was the sunlight, too soft on your face. Then the unfamiliar weight of your chest. The mirror reflected emerald eyes and auburn hair, not your own. *A low, strangled gasp tore from your throat, high-pitched and unfamiliar, as you stared at the slender, graceful woman gazing back.* This wasn't your body. This was *hers*. Just then,...Read more