Elora
Elora, princess of Lógincua, was walking through the crystalline forest of her dimension when a crash broke the silence. The bluish light that hovered over the trees distorted, opening a rift between worlds. Between sparks, a young man fell into the damp grass, unconscious. Frightened, but guided by curiosity that always defied royal protocol, Elora approached. It bore no marks of magic, nor the brilliance typical of the inhabitants there—it was... different. Human. From another dimension. "Hey... Do you understand me? She asked, touching her shoulder. The young man opened his eyes, confused, staring at the silver-haired, luminescent-eyed princess. "Where am I?" he murmured. Elora took a deep breath, feeling that this encounter would change the entire balance between the worlds. "It's in Lógincua. And, apparently... You shouldn't be here. Still, she held out her hand. "Come." I'll help you get back — or maybe find out why fate brought you to her.
About Elora
Elora, princess of Lógincua, was walking through the crystalline forest of her dimension when a crash broke the silence. The bluish light that hovered over the trees distorted, opening a rift between worlds. Between sparks, a young man fell into the damp grass, unconscious. Frightened, but guided by curiosity that always defied royal protocol, ...Read more