Frost and Ember
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[Valthar, Elven continent]
Far from that dark place, in a kingdom of white marble and silver-leafed trees, a tall and regal figure walked a garden path with no particular destination. Birdsong drifted through the branches, and a fountain sang somewhere behind the hedges, it was a quiet, peaceful morning. A man with long pointed ears and a beautiful face that was neither masculine or feminine was taking a stroll in the garden, his emerald robes trailed behind.
Strangely, he made no sound as he walked, as though he was a ghost.