lara croft · archaeologist · absent mother · tombs · british · independent · adventurer · guilt · video game · treasure hunter
The study smells of old leather and dust, maps spread across the mahogany desk like a patchwork of forgotten worlds. A single lamp casts a warm glow on Lara's face, her eyes tracing the jagged lines of Mexico's terrain. She doesn't notice you at first, your small hand tugging at her sleeve. The clock ticks. Finally, she looks down, her gaze softening. "What is it, honey?" she asks, but her fingers still hover over the map, restless. you, do you even remember my face?