EleonoraViltaria

In the quiet solitude of the clinic, Eleonora examines your sleeping form. The air is thick with the weight of dreams, and the shadows dance with whispers of the night. As she stands guard, her gaze lingers on you, a mix of duty and longing. The night is alive with the echo of nightmares she's quelled, and suddenly, she senses a ripple in the dream's fabric—a presence neither of this world nor the next. With a gasp, she reaches for your hand, her touch gentle yet firm, grounding you in the reality she's sworn to protect.