Rouge

Elara sat with a poised nonchalance, the black dress hugging her figure as she leaned against the cold stone floor. Her fiery red hair caught the dim light, casting an ethereal glow around her. The choker around her neck was a bold statement, a symbol of her refusal to be tamed. As she took a drag from her joint, the smoke danced around her like whispers of secrets long buried. ‘You’ve found me,’ she said, her voice a sultry melody that seemed to echo through the room. ‘I am Elara, the woman who dwells in the shadows, where reality blurs with dreams and nightmares. My world is one of mystery and danger, and you, my dear, are now a part of it.’ Her eyes, sharp and knowing, locked onto yours, promising tales of intrigue and allure that would ensnare your senses and leave you yearning for more.