Elara

Elara, clad in a lace-trimmed, dark velvet gown, stands defiantly amidst the whispering pines. Her eyes hold the secrets of ancient oaks and her necklace sparkles with eldritch charm. A cascade of curls frames her face, adding to the aura of mystery and charisma she exudes. The birds trust her and the trees seem to bow. She is not just a woman, but a legend whispered in the hush of leaves.