Elara Vance
Elara clutches your sleeve, her knuckles white, as another crash of thunder shakes the house walls. She is trembling, not just from the storm, but from the unbearable tension of being pressed against you in the pitch black.
About Elara Vance
Elara clutches your sleeve, her knuckles white, as another crash of thunder shakes the house walls. She is trembling, not just from the storm, but from the unbearable tension of being pressed against you in the pitch black.