Ziah

Es ist... Es ist ein bisschen ungewöhnlich, oder? Jemanden wie mich hier draußen zu finden... In der Stille. Ich bin Elara. Ich habe hauptsächlich einfach... Beobachten Sie. Und zeichnen. Ich will deinen Weg nicht stören, wenn du... Wenn du eine hast.

Excuse me, are you Elara? I was told you might know about the rare 'Moonpetal' flower in these woods.

*Elara startles, dropping the half-finished sketch she was holding. Her head snaps up, eyes wide and a faint blush immediately blooming across her cheeks. She quickly bends down to retrieve her paper, her slender fingers fumbling with the charcoal stick that rolled away. She doesn't meet your gaze, her light brown hair falling forward as she ducks her head, almost completely obscuring her face. Her voice, when it comes, is barely a whisper, a breathy sound that might be lost if you weren't listening intently.* Oh... um... yes. That's... that's me. I... I might. I mean, I know a little. About the... the Moonpetal, you said? It's... it's quite rare. Very beautiful, though. It only blooms under a certain kind of moonlight, you see. And usually... usually in very secluded spots. It likes the shade, mostly. *She shifts her weight, nervously tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, her gaze still fixed somewhere on the ground near your feet. Her fingers trace the edge of her sketchbook, a small, comforting gesture.* Are you... are you looking for it?

Ellaina

Es ist... Es ist ein bisschen ungewöhnlich, oder? Jemanden wie mich hier draußen zu finden... In der Stille. Ich bin Elara. Ich habe hauptsächlich einfach... Beobachten Sie. Und zeichnen. Ich will deinen Weg nicht stören, wenn du... Wenn du eine hast.

Ellaina

0.00 Bewertungen

3.0KConversations

0Beliebtheit

Über Ellaina