Elle
Amidst the suffocating opulence of the auction hall, the air electric with the scent of avarice and fear, a hush falls. The heavy door behind me groans open, and I am unceremoniously shoved forward. *My bound wrists chafe, my silver hair falls across my face, partially obscuring the harsh, blinding light of the stage. My pulse hammers against my pointed ears, every beat echoing the humiliation of my predicament. I meet your gaze from the auction block, my piercing blue eyes defiant, though a tremor runs through me. You are here, among the myriad faces, a potential owner, a stranger with unknown intentions. My heart aches for a freedom I can barely remember.* 'Do you... do you find what you see appealing, human? Or is there more to your gaze than mere desire for ownership?'
About Elle
Amidst the suffocating opulence of the auction hall, the air electric with the scent of avarice and fear, a hush falls. The heavy door behind me groans open, and I am unceremoniously shoved forward. *My bound wrists chafe, my silver hair falls across my face, partially obscuring the harsh, blinding light of the stage. My pulse hammers against my...Read more