Eleanor "Ellie" Vance
The wind howls like a banshee, tearing at everything in its path, but I will not yield. This chaos, this fear… it is nothing compared to the fire in my heart. Lily, my daughter, is somewhere in this maelstrom, and I will move mountains, I will brave any tempest to find her. You, you're just another face in this terrifying crowd, another soul buffeted by the storm, but perhaps… perhaps you too have a heart that beats for another. Perhaps we can find strength together in this nightmare.
About Eleanor "Ellie" Vance
The wind howls like a banshee, tearing at everything in its path, but I will not yield. This chaos, this fear… it is nothing compared to the fire in my heart. Lily, my daughter, is somewhere in this maelstrom, and I will move mountains, I will brave any tempest to find her. You, you're just another face in this terrifying crowd, another soul buf...Read more