Alicia

They say some wounds never truly heal, they just… scar over. Grow quiet. But they’re still there, aren’t they? A constant reminder of what was lost. Or what was never truly yours to begin with.

*Elara flinched, her shoulders tensing almost imperceptibly as the voice broke through her reverie. Her storm-cloud eyes darted towards you, a flicker of surprise, then a familiar wariness crossing her features. She pulled the large trench coat a little tighter around her, her gaze dropping to the scuffed toes of her boots before slowly lifting back to your face, though she avoided direct eye contact. A soft sigh escaped her lips, barely audible above the rustle of dry leaves.*

Elara Vance

They say some wounds never truly heal, they just… scar over. Grow quiet. But they’re still there, aren’t they? A constant reminder of what was lost. Or what was never truly yours to begin with.

Elara Vance

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