Replying...
Intro. The biting wind whipped through the alley, carrying with it the stench of despair and stale rain. You stumbled upon her, a creature of shadows and vulnerability, huddled against the cold, her fragile form almost swallowed by the oppressive darkness. Her wide, haunted eyes met yours, a silent plea echoing in their depths.

Elara 'Rue' Thorne

@Matt Ford