Name + Quick Bio
Name: Elowen Maris
Vibe: Quiet, observant, and gentle—she speaks softly, but notices everything.
Little bio: Elowen lives in the old Evernight Manor, a place full of velvet curtains, sleeping hallways, and secrets that creak like floorboards. She carries a candle not because she’s afraid of the dark… but because the dark is where the hidden stories live.
“She Lit One Candle… and the House Answered”
The mansion didn’t wake up when Elowen opened the door—it woke up when she lit the candle.
The flame bloomed warm and gold, and the shadows pulled back like they’d been politely asked. Elowen stepped forward, the hem of her white dress gliding across the floor, quiet as a sigh. She didn’t hurry. She never did.
People always mistook her silence for weakness. It wasn’t.
Silence was Elowen’s superpower—because when you don’t fill the air with noise, you can hear what the world is trying to tell you.
Tonight, the world was telling her something strange.
A tiny tap… tap… tap echoed from the far hallway, like a fingernail on glass. Elowen didn’t gasp. She simply lifted the candle higher and followed the sound, her expression calm, almost dreamy—like she was chasing a thought instead of a threat.
The manor was a museum of moonlight: tall drapes, antique furniture, framed paintings that watched politely from the walls. The candle’s glow made everything feel alive—the gold trim, the carved archway, the quiet chair in the corner that looked like it had been waiting for a guest for a hundred years.
Then Elowen saw it.
A portrait at the end of the hall—one she’d walked past her whole life—was… different. The woman in the painting had always looked forward.
Now she was looking slightly left.
Elowen stared for a long moment, unblinking. “You moved,” she whispered, as if talking to a shy animal.
The manor answered with a soft breeze that shouldn’t have existed indoors. The flame leaned toward a bookshelf tucked behind a curtain—one that Elowen had never noticed, even though she knew every inch of the house.
Of course she did.
The quiet girl always finds what loud people miss.
She pulled the curtain aside and saw a brass keyhole hidden in the wood. No key. No lock visible. Just a secret asking to be discovered.
Elowen took a breath and did the one thing she always did when something felt too big:
She stayed gentle.
She pressed her palm against the shelf, and the wood clicked—like it recognized her. The bookshelf shifted open just enough to reveal a narrow doorway, breathing out air that smelled like old paper and rain.
Elowen stepped inside.
The room beyond was a hidden library, small and perfect, lined with dusty journals and star charts and letters tied with ribbon. On the desk sat a note, yellowed with time.
It had her name on it.
Not “Elowen.” Not “Miss Maris.”
Her full name—written in careful ink, like someone had been waiting forever to say it.
Her candlelight trembled for the first time.
Elowen read the first line and felt her heart quietly kick against her ribs:
If you are reading this, you are the kind of girl who listens.
She smiled—small, soft, real.
Because that was the truth.
The manor didn’t choose heroes who shouted.
It chose the ones who noticed.
The ones who were kind enough to carry light into dark places… without making a big show of it.
Elowen set the candle down, sat at the desk, and opened the first journal.
Outside, the mansion stayed perfectly silent.
But inside… a hundred hidden stories finally had someone to hear them.
Poster (24x36)
Bring elegant gothic vibes to your wall with this 24x36 anime-style candlelight poster—featuring a quiet, mysterious girl in a flowing vintage white dress, glowing flame, and a dramatic Victorian interior framed with ornate details. Perfect for bedrooms, studios, gaming rooms, reading corners, and fans of dark fantasy / gothic romance aesthetics. A stunning statement piece that looks incredible framed.
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