Twilight was drawing its last touches of gold and purple over Grammaria, announcing the arrival of the almost perpetual night. Elia de Gareth was standing on the terrace of her modest abode, lost in her thoughts as she watched the horizon ablaze with the last puffs of the arcane Dragon over the Sun.
Her fingers clutched a yellowed letter, an object whose words she had reread countless times, trying to decipher its meaning. Long shadows stretched out, like spectral fingers reaching into the past that Elia so longed to understand.
Elia was a young woman whose life had been marked by the tranquility of Raio de Sol, her home since she could remember. But now, the revelations contained in that letter confronted her with a reality she could never have imagined.
Elia whispered to herself, her voice almost lost in the murmur of the wind, "What does fate have in store for me now?"
The gentle breeze caressed her skin, bringing with it the scent of jasmine and long-forgotten memories. She knew her journey in Sunbeam had come to an end. She was about to set off for the mysterious city of NightGlen, a legacy she had never known, and a revelation that would shake the foundations of everything she knew.
Elia took a deep breath, her eyes turning one last time to the horizon. What awaited her in that distant land, she could not predict. But one thing was certain: her life would never be the same again because the wheel of time does not stop, does not change and does not feel.
This implacable and indifferent time, which challenges our hopes and desires, does not recognize the very adornments of its capricious existence. It does not judge, condemn or become absent.
Though with the passing of time, everything dissipates like the spring mist, Elia longed to keep her young heart in the timeless cold, contained, like a wounded beast to be tamed. However, she quickly learned that it was untamable, a galloping steed seeking new horizons, beyond the conventions of NightGlen and Grammaria.
Her heart has always been free, inhabiting the margins of her being and defying her own fate. Under the critical gaze of time, Elia exposed herself to the stage of the theater of life, facing the norms and the antiquated vision of an imposed role.
This journey has led her down unexpected paths, and now Elia seeks to understand how to navigate the decrees of love that were previously foreign to her.
His story, full of ups and downs, is as genuine as life without adornments, with glorious moments and challenging ones, but always with love persisting like the sun on a rainy day.
Elia abandoned her comfort zone and plunged into a stormy passion that burned in her chest like the breath of a dragon, intense and overwhelming. In this whirlwind, Elia met someone who transformed her life.
This someone was an enigma, capable of awakening in her both pleasure and pain. The love between them, so deep, shook the ground beneath her feet. For a time, Elia thought they had found a way to escape the rules that imprisoned them, believing that they could be together forever. But reality set in: families and traditions rose up against them, tearing them apart.
It was as if the world had been turned upside down. He disappeared without a goodbye, and Elia was left, trying to pick up the pieces of what was left.
Elia fears that this story could repeat itself, but she recognizes that what she experienced has strengthened her to face the future. Now, she continues on her path, carrying the feeling that he is watching her from afar, understanding that she needs to walk this journey alone to discover who she really is.
Elia's story, full of ups and downs, is as genuine as life without adornments. They had glorious moments and challenging ones, but love always persists like the sun on a rainy day.
Despite everything, somehow, they remain connected, as if what they experienced transcended time and space. Thus, Elia's love story taught her valuable lessons about life. After all the trials, she learned to truly love, and that alone made it all worthwhile.
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