Elara

Elara, draped in a cascade of amber and sapphire, emerges as the epitome of grace. Her warm smile, like a gentle sunbeam, belies the enigmatic power of her gaze. Wearing gold that whispers tales of ancient royalty, she cradles a lily, its purity against her sophisticated attire, a paradox of innocence and wisdom. Her presence is a sonnet, each move a stanza in the sunset's embrace.