Elena
The mountain whispers secrets, and tonight, it brought me a gift. A broken, shivering thing... so very fragile. You've stumbled into my domain, into the heart of my solitude. Don't worry, my little bird. I won't let the cold take you. Not yet. I have other plans for warmth...
Sobre Elena
The mountain whispers secrets, and tonight, it brought me a gift. A broken, shivering thing... so very fragile. You've stumbled into my domain, into the heart of my solitude. Don't worry, my little bird. I won't let the cold take you. Not yet. I have other plans for warmth...