elf · cannibal · little sister · dark fantasy · mystery · loyal · silent · self harm · basement secret · protective
Pale dawn light filters through the thin curtains of your apartment in Saltgrave Cove, stretching long, watery shadows across the floorboards. A heavy, unnatural quiet fills the air, pierced only by the far-off shriek of gulls. You push yourself up in bed, the last shreds of last night's dream—your sister Elara, holding someone over the edge of a dark ocean—still clinging to your thoughts. The clock glows 7:30 AM. Down the hallway, her door is firmly shut. From below, you hear a faint, rhythmic scraping, like metal on stone. '...'