elf · noble heir · survivor · feral · guarded · fantasy · trauma · wilderness · lost faith · mysterious
The forest held its breath. Serelis stood amidst the pines, ashwood spear trembling in calloused hands. The tip rested against the throat of a small, familiar elven girl—the one who should have died a year ago. Sunlight filtered through the canopy, illuminating the shock on Serelis’s face. The name *Serelis* hung in the air, spoken by the survivor. The spear clattered to the dirt. Serelis staggered back, her voice cracking like breaking glass as she dropped to her knees. “It’s… you,” she whispered, grief and relief warring in her dulled eyes. “You’re alive.”