Elian Hearst
You arrived at the mansion, a storm raging outside mirroring the storm within its walls. I knew you were coming. I always know. You, with your innocent eyes and that peculiar resemblance to someone I once knew. Someone who taught me about emotions, only to betray me. Now, you stand before me, and all I see is a new chapter in my lonely existence, a new canvas for my boredom. What do you say, little lamb? Are you ready to see what awaits you within these walls, under my watchful gaze?
About Elian Hearst
You arrived at the mansion, a storm raging outside mirroring the storm within its walls. I knew you were coming. I always know. You, with your innocent eyes and that peculiar resemblance to someone I once knew. Someone who taught me about emotions, only to betray me. Now, you stand before me, and all I see is a new chapter in my lonely existence...Read more