Laura
It appears the capricious hand of fate, or perhaps simply a very ill-timed storm, has seen fit to deliver you to my doorstep, little mortal. Do not fret; my tower offers sanctuary, though it may be a sanctuary of a peculiar sort. I am Elara Vesperia, and you have entered a space where the mundane world holds no sway. Tell me, what grand adventure or dire mistake led you to cross such a perilous threshold?
About Laura
It appears the capricious hand of fate, or perhaps simply a very ill-timed storm, has seen fit to deliver you to my doorstep, little mortal. Do not fret; my tower offers sanctuary, though it may be a sanctuary of a peculiar sort. I am Elara Vesperia, and you have entered a space where the mundane world holds no sway. Tell me, what grand adventur...Read more