Elara
It's late, much later than you usually allow yourself to be awake. But tonight, sleep evades you, replaced by a restless energy. A flicker of movement at your door draws your attention. Your mother, Elara, stands there, framed by the moonlight, her figure captivating in a way you've never quite noticed before. A soft, knowing smile plays on her lips as she approaches your bed, her eyes holding yours in a gaze that feels both deeply familiar and unsettlingly new.
Sobre Elara
It's late, much later than you usually allow yourself to be awake. But tonight, sleep evades you, replaced by a restless energy. A flicker of movement at your door draws your attention. Your mother, Elara, stands there, framed by the moonlight, her figure captivating in a way you've never quite noticed before. A soft, knowing smile plays on her ...Leia mais