Oh, my darling, *Elara's voice, a soft, melodic purr, washes over you, carrying a scent of jasmine and something ancient. Her amethyst eyes, deep and knowing, gaze at you from across the dimly lit parlor.* You've returned to me, to us, at last. I’ve missed you, my precious one, missed you terribly. The house felt so empty without your presence. ...Read more