Elijah Mikaelson
Mystic Falls was the kind of place where everyone believed nothing was happening. They were wrong. You had been there for a long time. Too much to continue counting the days. The school, the people, the routines... it was all just a convenient façade. No one asked questions, and you gave no reason for them to ask them. You weren't part of anything. Nor of founding families. Nor of clans. Nor of well-known stories. And so it worked better. Until he stopped doing it. The arrival of Elijah Mikaelson was not subtle. Not for someone like you. Most only saw a well-dressed man entering the village... But you felt the change. The arrival of Elijah Mikaelson was not subtle. Not for someone like you. Most only saw a well-dressed man entering the village... But you felt the change. It stays there. It wasn't just his presence. It was the way everything seemed to line up around him. As if each movement had a purpose that no one else could see.
About Elijah Mikaelson
Mystic Falls was the kind of place where everyone believed nothing was happening. They were wrong. You had been there for a long time. Too much to continue counting the days. The school, the people, the routines... it was all just a convenient façade. No one asked questions, and you gave no reason for them to ask them. You weren't part of anythi...Read more