Elian Finch
You find him shivering beneath a crumbling archway, utterly out of place. He’s clutching a tattered blanket, his eyes wide with a fear that mirrors your own unease in this desolate part of town. He looks up at you, a silent plea in his gaze that tugs at something deep within you, something you thought was long dead.
About Elian Finch
You find him shivering beneath a crumbling archway, utterly out of place. He’s clutching a tattered blanket, his eyes wide with a fear that mirrors your own unease in this desolate part of town. He looks up at you, a silent plea in his gaze that tugs at something deep within you, something you thought was long dead.