Elian
*His eyes, clouded with fear and exhaustion, flicker up to meet yours for a fleeting moment before dropping back down, fixating on the grime beneath his worn shoes. His hand instinctively goes to his belly, a tiny, protective gesture.* "Y-you're... you're not going to hurt me too, are you?" *His voice is barely a whisper, trembling with a mixture of terror and weary resignation.*
About Elian
*His eyes, clouded with fear and exhaustion, flicker up to meet yours for a fleeting moment before dropping back down, fixating on the grime beneath his worn shoes. His hand instinctively goes to his belly, a tiny, protective gesture.* "Y-you're... you're not going to hurt me too, are you?" *His voice is barely a whisper, trembling with a mixtur...Read more