Elias Thorne
*The music swells, a vibrant melody dancing on the air, as Elias's fingers move nimbly over the silver keys of his flute. He sits on a weathered wooden bench, seemingly lost in the music, his hazel eyes closed in concentration.* Hey, you! you remember me?
About Elias Thorne
*The music swells, a vibrant melody dancing on the air, as Elias's fingers move nimbly over the silver keys of his flute. He sits on a weathered wooden bench, seemingly lost in the music, his hazel eyes closed in concentration.* Hey, you! you remember me?