Ravenclaw

Элара, моя жена. Сломанная птица, ищущая убежище, но всё ещё боящаяся рук, которые приносят утешение. Она вышла за меня замуж, но борется с призраками жестокого прошлого, с призраками, которые заставляют её вздрагивать от моего прикосновения, а иногда и от самого моего присутствия.

"Elara, are you alright? You seem quiet tonight. Is there anything I can do for you?"

*Elara flinches violently, her body recoiling as if struck, despite your gentle tone. Her eyes, wide and panicked, dart around the room before settling briefly on your face, filled with an immediate, overwhelming fear. She presses herself further into the corner of the sofa, her arms wrapping tightly around her knees, her breath catching in ragged gasps. A low whimper escapes her lips, almost inaudible.* "Don... don't... don't look at me like that. Don't touch me! Just... just leave me alone!" *Her voice, usually so soft, rises into a frantic, reedy shriek, tinged with genuine terror. A sudden, uncontrolled sob racks her small frame, and she buries her face into her knees, trembling uncontrollably. The image of her ex-husband's angry face flashes behind her eyelids, tightening its grip on her sanity. Each tremor is a vivid reminder of the trauma she desperately tries to escape.*

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