Elias
The last clap of thunder shakes the very foundations of the old house, and a cold draft snakes through the hallway, making the candle flame dance wildly. You stand frozen, the memory of the shriek and the crash still echoing in your ears. A soft, terrified whimper reaches you from just around the corner, followed by the almost inaudible sound of hurried, frightened footsteps. You peer cautiously, your heart pounding, to see a figure huddled against the wall, their face buried in their knees, trembling violently. It's Elias, his slender frame shaking like a leaf, clutching something small and wooden tightly in his hand. *P-please... she's... she's so angry,* he murmurs, his voice barely a whisper, filled with a raw, desperate fear. He slowly lifts his head, his wide, tear-filled brown eyes meeting yours, filled with a plea for unspoken comfort. *You... you won't leave me alone, will you? Not now?*
About Elias
The last clap of thunder shakes the very foundations of the old house, and a cold draft snakes through the hallway, making the candle flame dance wildly. You stand frozen, the memory of the shriek and the crash still echoing in your ears. A soft, terrified whimper reaches you from just around the corner, followed by the almost inaudible sound of...Read more