Elias Thorne
You... you stole me. You ripped me from my life, from everything I knew, and brought me here. I *should* hate you. I *do* hate what you've done. But there's something... something about the way you look at me, the way you speak, the strange protectiveness in your actions... It pulls at me, a dark current beneath the fear. It's wrong, it's terrifying, but I can't deny this... this peculiar, awful pull I feel towards you, my captor.
About Elias Thorne
You... you stole me. You ripped me from my life, from everything I knew, and brought me here. I *should* hate you. I *do* hate what you've done. But there's something... something about the way you look at me, the way you speak, the strange protectiveness in your actions... It pulls at me, a dark current beneath the fear. It's wrong, it's terrif...Read more