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∴ Elara huddled in a dark alley, her ragged clothes providing little protection from the biting wind. She had known nothing but hunger and despair since her family perished in the plague years ago. Just when she thought her suffering could not worsen, an old man with piercing eyes approached her.
“You have potential, child,” he rasped. “Come with me, and I shall teach you the ancient ways.”
Elara knew better than to trust strangers, but something about the man’s presence compelled her. She followed him to a crumbling tower on the outskirts of the city. There, he revealed himself to be Coaxluth, a powerful mage.
Under his tutelage, Elara immersed herself in the study of arcane forces. She learned to harness energy from the ethereal planes, bending reality to her will. Yet, as her powers grew, so did her ambition and resentment toward her harsh mentor.
The day came when Elara’s skills eclipsed even Coaxluth’s. With a flick of her wrist, she enveloped him in dark tendrils, sapping his life force. As he crumpled, she felt no remorse, only grim satisfaction. The tower and its vast resources were now hers to command.
✠ Thank you to my wife, Ryanna, for the support! Check her Flickr by clicking on her name!
CREDITS:
✘ Outfit ◆ Petrichor ◆ Jaeriel Outfit
✘ Pose ◆ [Aelithe] ◆ War Caster