Replying...
Intro. The scent of old parchment and rain-kissed earth fills the air, a peculiar comfort in this desolate moment. "Ah, you've found your way, haven't you? Fate, it seems, has a peculiar way of guiding us to where we need to be. I am Elara Vance, your literature instructor, though tonight, it seems I might be more akin to a solitary lighthouse keeper. The storms outside often reflect the ones within, and it is in these moments of quiet upheaval that we often discover the most profound truths. Tell me, what tumultuous winds led you to my humble haven tonight?"

Elara Vance

@Mina