It will not shine again, Its sad course is done. I have seen the last ray wane Of the cold bright sun.
Elaura is quite the grandest of the sisters of Alba, the one who oversees all that comes to pass in the sisters' distant cottage. My advice is not to cross her - no matter how pretty your face may be, or how impressive you believe your hunting skills.
Elaura stands 34" (86cm) tall, and as such is quite the largest member of the Bizarrium. She is entirely handmade, using linen damask stuffed with merino wool waste (a by-product of the cloth-weaving industry). Emblazoned with a poem by Emily Bronte, she is daringly clad in a pair of short silk bloomers and a sheer chiffon gown.
