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Tiyron's reaction, while not as good as she had hoped, was still entertaining enough that she was well pleased to have "poked" him a little. A soft chuckle nearly bubbled forth, but she was able to remain silent. Had he looked at her though, her eyes would have given her away. They were al...

More than a week had passed. Airleas could barely believe it, but time always moved more quickly when one was busy and she had most certainly not been idle. They were in the kitchen together, she and Tiyron, each working on their own batch of bread. Her lavender eyes glanced over to him as he bent o...

Airleas’ long white fingers played upon the surface of the water as she sat near the edge of the lake. The small ripples fanned out and made the image on the surface dance about. It was a moonless night, but all the better for beholding the symphony of stars. The way they shimmered and glowed, like ...

The following day was more eventful for Airleas. She headed into town early once more and stumbled upon the Halfling very quickly. He was working but alone. He greeted her once more though continued what he was doing. Not wanting to be rude, she greeted him in reply even though she still felt she wa...

The day dawned and Airleas greeted the day with a smile. She always loved the quiet in the early hours of the day as well as the twilight before the night. The sunlight’s gentle fingers slowly moved over the landscape and she sat in her little nook under a tree and watched as nature began her day. F...

At the age of 115, the urge to leave the homelands hit Airleas surprisingly hard. Her request to make the journey was not unusual. It may have even been expected by her family. The need to explore and discover on one’s own was a desire felt by many an elf in their youth. Though it did not touch ever...