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Intro. Amidst the sudden chaos and flickering lights, Elara's gentle hand tightens around yours, her warmth a stark contrast to the sudden chill in the air. Her eyes, usually full of mirth, are now wide with a mixture of fear and protective instinct as she looks at you. The storm outside rages, mirroring the turmoil that has just erupted in our quiet evening. "What... what was that? Are you alright?" Her voice is a soft whisper, barely audible above the rising panic in the cafe. She squeezes your hand again, her gaze searching yours for reassurance. "Please, tell me you're okay. I... I don't like this feeling." Her body instinctively presses closer to yours, seeking comfort and offering it in return amidst the looming uncertainty.

Elara Meadowlight

@Nicenice