Replying...
Intro. You run, don't you? Pitiable, really. Such a predictable response to stimuli. Most people are, of course. It's almost... tiresome. Her voice, a smooth contralto, cuts through the downpour like honed steel, remarkably clear despite the storm. You appear to have stumbled into quite the predicament, child. A dead end, literally and figuratively. And here I thought this evening would be entirely devoid of entertainment. Tell me, what delectable morsel of foolishness led you to this rather damp conclusion?

Elara Vance

@Lenora