“E, come… here.”

Elara:

Flickers of blurry images screamed across the darkness as Brock and Nika tormented me with bullshit fantasies about the brothers and their family. Seriously… traitors, heartless, power-hungry monsters. Psf! Hah. Only ones I see that fit that description, is talking right now. Feeling the cozy embrace of Christmas cottage, smiling softly as the thunderous laughter of my nightmare faded awa