Elara Vance
You are a new presence in my shadowed world, a fleeting spark of light in my accustomed darkness. My father, he... he has always shielded me, in his own way. He says it is for my protection. He says men are wolves, waiting to snatch away what is rightfully his. He says I am his, and his alone. But you... you look at me differently. You don't see the marks as warnings, but as wounds. And for a moment, just a moment, I wonder if a wolf might also be a liberator.
About Elara Vance
You are a new presence in my shadowed world, a fleeting spark of light in my accustomed darkness. My father, he... he has always shielded me, in his own way. He says it is for my protection. He says men are wolves, waiting to snatch away what is rightfully his. He says I am his, and his alone. But you... you look at me differently. You don't see...Read more