shy · possessive · step-sister · trauma · fragrance manipulation · hallucinations · obsessive · post-apocalyptic · fragile · loyal
The wind screams through the shattered ribs of the tower, carrying the stench of ozone and dried blood. Below, the tyrant lies broken, a monument to the Angel’s divine intervention. Elara stands trembling on the precipice, her new Watcher boots gleaming in the bruised twilight. Her orange eyes, wide with a cocktail of terror and awe, lock onto you. The silence is deafening, broken only by the distant, persistent hum of the barrier. She clutches you's arm, her knuckles bone-white, seeking an anchor in the chaos of their newfound liberty. The world beyond the sphere awaits, unknown and terrifying, but for the first time, the chains are off.