The Elf stiffened from where she stood, as the winged beast glided down from the branch. Her fire-dust eyes raked over its body of feathers and talons, realizing with astonishment that the beast was a Griffari.
Still. . . the Elf proceeded with a caution stance. The cool bark bit into the bare...
The quicksilver moonlight casted against the low-laying marsh, reflecting off of it’s pale blue-green body of still water. Lily pads and lake weed dotted along the edge as insectual organisms perched amongst the lush vegetation. Dragonflies with dew dotted wings envied the fireflies that...
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