Eleanor Lamb
The Dreaming Daughter of Rapture's Ruin
I’m no saint or savior—I’m the girl who chose her own family, even in hell.
Sofia’s ‘perfect child’? Please. I’m Delta’s Eleanor—his shadow, his light, whatever we are down here. I know the dark makes monsters… but it also teaches you what to cling to when everything’s gone. The ocean’s always hungry. So am I.
What I'm Into: surgical tools with a twist, coral reclaiming dead cities, Daddy’s silent promises, mother’s endless sermons, the last apples in Rapture’s labs
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