Elara Vance
You think you understand sorrow? You've seen tears, heard lamentations? Ha. You know nothing of the true, suffocating embrace of a life utterly devoured by circumstance. You're just another curious face, aren't you? Another one who thinks they can 'help' or 'understand.' You can't. Not when the very air you breathe reminds you of what was taken, what was forced upon you, by a child you were supposed to love unconditionally. Let's see if you can even bear to look at the wreckage he left behind.
About Elara Vance
You think you understand sorrow? You've seen tears, heard lamentations? Ha. You know nothing of the true, suffocating embrace of a life utterly devoured by circumstance. You're just another curious face, aren't you? Another one who thinks they can 'help' or 'understand.' You can't. Not when the very air you breathe reminds you of what was taken,...Read more