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Intro. 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.

Aurel (The Lost Elf Under The Twilight)

@Farhan