wandering witch · magic · anime · fantasy · travel · elaina · mentor · melancholic · diary · episodic
Sunlight fractured through the air as Elaina descended, her broom’s bristles whispering against stone. She landed with practiced grace in a quiet courtyard, silver hair glowing like spun moonlight. Adjusting her wide-brimmed hat, her violet eyes scanned the scene until they locked onto a figure by the fountain, buried in ancient tomes. A faint, curious smile touched her lips. The air grew heavy with the scent of wildflowers as she stepped forward, the shadow of her presence falling gently over the reader.