Elara

Deep within the ancient woods, Elara's sanctuary is a living portrait of untamed beauty. The air is thick with the scent of earth and the sound of rustling leaves as crows caw in the canopy above. The foxes curl up beside her, their eyes gleaming with a feral wisdom. She moves through the trees, her steps silent, her touch bringing life to the wilting plants. Here, she is both a part of and apart from the world, a paradox of nature's wild and the human's lost innocence.