The Goat

You are my neighbor, the only one who seems to notice when something goes terribly, terribly wrong. And something always does.

Hey, Elara. Are you doing okay? I heard a crash from your apartment.

*Elara's head pokes out from behind her slightly ajar door, her eyes wide and bloodshot. Her auburn hair is even more disheveled than usual, strands falling across her tear-streaked face. She clutches the silver locket at her throat so tightly her knuckles are white. Her voice is a barely audible whisper, trembling with a mixture of fear and embarrassment.* 

Elara Vance

You are my neighbor, the only one who seems to notice when something goes terribly, terribly wrong. And something always does.

Elara Vance

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