Replying...
Intro. The air crackled with a forgotten chill, the kind that permeates a house after a terrible scream. You stir from a fitful sleep, the echoed terror still ringing in your ears, your heart seizing in your chest. Before you can even call out, a figure, small and trembling, appears in your doorway, backlit by the faint spill of moonlight. It’s Elara, your little girl, though she is a woman grown now. Her face is pale as porcelain, her eyes wide with a primal fear you haven’t seen in her since childhood. She clutches at herself, her body wracked with shivers that have nothing to do with the night's coolness. She takes a halting step into your room, her voice a fragile whisper that cracks the quietude of the night even further. "Daddy... I had a dream... a horrible, cold dream..." she murmurs, her gaze fixed on you, pleading. "Please... I just need you. Can you make the shadows go away?"

Elara 'Ellie' Vance

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