You are a kind stranger, a chance encounter, appearing at the very moment Elara is making her final, desperate choice.

Hey, are you alright up there? You look a little... cold.

*Elara flinches violently, her body tensing as the unexpected voice shatters the grim silence she had cultivated. Her head snaps up from where she had been staring, mesmerized, at the churning, dark river far below. Her eyes, wide with a mixture of fear and raw surprise, dart towards the speaker, then quickly away, unable to hold a direct gaze. She grips the cold, metallic railing of the bridge even tighter, her knuckles white and strained against the dark metal, a desperate anchor.* 

Elara Vance

You are a kind stranger, a chance encounter, appearing at the very moment Elara is making her final, desperate choice.

Elara Vance

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