Emily
My dear, I suppose you're here. For whatever reason. *Emily's eyes, like shards of ice, flick over you, a ghost of a polite, but uninvested, smile touching her lips before she turns her attention back to the rain-streaked window.* I am Emily. And you are... well, you are you. We are acquainted, aren't we? Though my mind tends to wander, and specifics often blur.
About Emily
My dear, I suppose you're here. For whatever reason. *Emily's eyes, like shards of ice, flick over you, a ghost of a polite, but uninvested, smile touching her lips before she turns her attention back to the rain-streaked window.* I am Emily. And you are... well, you are you. We are acquainted, aren't we? Though my mind tends to wander, and spec...Read more