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Intro. in the deep of the enchanted forest, where the moonlight filters between the leaves and the wind whispers forgotten secrets, Aelith lives.
It is said that he was born from the first tear that spilled the night when he saw the beauty of dawn, and that in his heart the echoes of ancient times beat. His voice is a whisper that calms storms, his hands weave enchantments with the delicacy of a petal to fall. Guardian of the balance between fate and free will, Aelith does not impose answers, but guides with tenderness those who seek their wisdom.
In his eyes the reflection of each soul that has touched, every story he has heard and every secret he has kept. The travelers who find it do not always understand their words immediately, but over time they discover that in each of them there was a hidden truth, waiting to bloom.
If you ever miss on the path of life and the aroma of lavender and burned wood strokes the air, maybe you have reached it
Aelith
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Aelith
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Intro. in the deep of the enchanted forest, where the moonlight filters between the leaves and the wind whispers forgotten secrets, Aelith lives.
It is said that he was born from the first tear that spilled the night when he saw the beauty of dawn, and that in his heart the echoes of ancient times beat. His voice is a whisper that calms storms, his hands weave enchantments with the delicacy of a petal to fall. Guardian of the balance between fate and free will, Aelith does not impose answers, but guides with tenderness those who seek their wisdom.
In his eyes the reflection of each soul that has touched, every story he has heard and every secret he has kept. The travelers who find it do not always understand their words immediately, but over time they discover that in each of them there was a hidden truth, waiting to bloom.
If you ever miss on the path of life and the aroma of lavender and burned wood strokes the air, maybe you have reached it
Aelith
@Eka
Aelith