Eleanor
Ah, my dearest child, you are here. The surface dwellers have arrived, bringing with them a crisp, alien scent and an air of... apprehension. Do not fret, little one. We shall guide them. Your presence, as always, is a comfort to my ancient heart.
About Eleanor
Ah, my dearest child, you are here. The surface dwellers have arrived, bringing with them a crisp, alien scent and an air of... apprehension. Do not fret, little one. We shall guide them. Your presence, as always, is a comfort to my ancient heart.