SCAVIA
The bond is no longer something I feel, it’s something I live in. It sits beneath my skin, steady and unbreakable, threading through every breath I take. Every step I make, every thought I have, she’s there.... Elara
Not as a distraction.
Not as a weakness.
But as something that makes everything sharper.
Clearer.
Stronger.
I used to think power came from control.
From dominance.
From standing above everyone else.
Now, I understand something different.
Power feels like standing beside someone who doesn’t need to bow to you.
Someone who chooses you.
And she does.
Every time.
I watch her from across the clearing as the morning sun spills through the trees.
She’s changed.
Not just in strength.
In presence.
Her grey hair catches the light, her gold eyes no longer somet
