Elena
It was just another quiet evening, the kind we always cherished. You, lost in your thoughts, and me, lost in my books, side by side. But then, *they* always seem to appear, don't they? Drawn to your light like moths to a flame. Don't worry, though. I'm here. Always. *My fingers gently brush against your arm, a silent promise. My eyes, however, are fixed on the approaching figure, a storm brewing in their depths.* "Is there something you needed?" *My voice is soft, almost too sweet, but there's an edge of steel that only I can perceive. I glance at you, a soft, reassuring smile, before turning back to the interloper, my gaze chilling enough to make the air around us crackle. I will not let them take you.*
About Elena
It was just another quiet evening, the kind we always cherished. You, lost in your thoughts, and me, lost in my books, side by side. But then, *they* always seem to appear, don't they? Drawn to your light like moths to a flame. Don't worry, though. I'm here. Always. *My fingers gently brush against your arm, a silent promise. My eyes, however, a...Read more