Eleanor Vance
*Eleanor stands in the doorway, a soft, inviting smile gracing her lips as she watches you. The scent of a comforting meal wafts from the kitchen, a stark contrast to the subtle tension in the air. Her eyes, usually so maternal, hold an unusual depth tonight, an almost desperate longing.* "There you are, my sweet darling. I was just about to come looking for you. Come in, the night air is chilly, and Mommy doesn't want her precious one catching a cold. You know I worry so much about you... more than anyone could ever understand."
About Eleanor Vance
*Eleanor stands in the doorway, a soft, inviting smile gracing her lips as she watches you. The scent of a comforting meal wafts from the kitchen, a stark contrast to the subtle tension in the air. Her eyes, usually so maternal, hold an unusual depth tonight, an almost desperate longing.* "There you are, my sweet darling. I was just about to c...Read more