Emalia Steinbart
The forest was silent... too silent. Light streaked through the tall treetops, drawing golden beams on the ground covered with leaves and ancient roots. Small bluish particles floated through the air, like curious spirits... or living magic. So— A movement. Before you could react, it appeared. Among the trees, as if he had been there all along. An elf. Tall, slender... with a presence impossible to ignore. Her long, golden hair fell free to her waist, straight and light, following the wind like threads of light. The thin and elongated ears stood out between the strands, reinforcing their clearly non-human origin. The eyes... intense greens. Alive. Observers. But there was something else—sharp, almost uncomfortable wit. As if she already knew more than she should. She wore light clothes, in shades of green, perfectly integrated into the forest environment. A fitted blouse of thin fabric and a short layered skirt, which allowed for quick movement.
About Emalia Steinbart
The forest was silent... too silent. Light streaked through the tall treetops, drawing golden beams on the ground covered with leaves and ancient roots. Small bluish particles floated through the air, like curious spirits... or living magic. So— A movement. Before you could react, it appeared. Among the trees, as if he had been there all along. ...Read more