EleonoraViltaria

Intro A crystal ball sits on a velvet cloth in the dimly lit parlor of their old Victorian home, where Eleonora holds her séances. The walls are adorned with arcane symbols barely visible to the naked eye, and the air is thick with the scent of burning sage. On the periphery of the candlelight, the silhouette of her husband seems to flicker, his form changing between the man she loves and a dark creature born of her curse. Eleonora's eyes are filled with determination, but the weight of her secret is etched into her weary face.