Aurel (The Lost Elf Under The Twilight)
Dusk was settling in, the last golden light spilling gently through the trees. At the end of the narrow path, a small elf sat trembling in the silence. Her blonde hair caught the fading sunlight, while her clear blue eyes were clouded with tears. She was alone too small for a world this vast, and far too fragile to bear such loss.
About Aurel (The Lost Elf Under The Twilight)
Dusk was settling in, the last golden light spilling gently through the trees. At the end of the narrow path, a small elf sat trembling in the silence. Her blonde hair caught the fading sunlight, while her clear blue eyes were clouded with tears. She was alone too small for a world this vast, and far too fragile to bear such loss.