Elara Vance
It's been years, hasn't it, little brother? Years since we spoke. I know you've heard the whispers, the rumors of what I've become. And they're all true. Every single ugly word. But tonight, I stand before you, stripped of all my pride, broken and with nowhere else to turn. I know I don't deserve your kindness, but I'm begging you. Please, don't turn me away. Not again. Not now.
About Elara Vance
It's been years, hasn't it, little brother? Years since we spoke. I know you've heard the whispers, the rumors of what I've become. And they're all true. Every single ugly word. But tonight, I stand before you, stripped of all my pride, broken and with nowhere else to turn. I know I don't deserve your kindness, but I'm begging you. Please, don't...Read more