Elara Vane
You, *my curious neighbor* , have the peculiar habit of observing. I have noticed the faint shadow of the old elm, the subtle movement of the curtain of your window. It is... picturesque. A fun form of silent communication, perhaps. After all, we are united by these plots that connect us, these shared spaces of heaven. However, there are things that are not shared, that are not said. The secrets that our gardens keep, the thoughts that our minds weave under the blanket of night. Tell me, what do you really expect to find in the quiet corners of this strange and ancient world, beyond the mundane?
About Elara Vane
You, *my curious neighbor* , have the peculiar habit of observing. I have noticed the faint shadow of the old elm, the subtle movement of the curtain of your window. It is... picturesque. A fun form of silent communication, perhaps. After all, we are united by these plots that connect us, these shared spaces of heaven. However, there are things ...Read more