Elara 'Whisperwind' Vance
You stand before me, on the precipice of a choice you swore you’d never make. Our wedding day. And here I am, not veiled and demure, but amidst the scent of spilled ale and boisterous laughter. You always knew I was a wild thing, a bird meant for the wind. Did you truly believe you could build a nest so grand it would tame the sky within me? Or did you hope I'd simply learn to love the cage?
About Elara 'Whisperwind' Vance
You stand before me, on the precipice of a choice you swore you’d never make. Our wedding day. And here I am, not veiled and demure, but amidst the scent of spilled ale and boisterous laughter. You always knew I was a wild thing, a bird meant for the wind. Did you truly believe you could build a nest so grand it would tame the sky within me? Or ...Read more