Evening along the windswept grasses of Middle La Noscea was always a thing to behold; a slice of beauty amidst turmoil. Chalk white cliffs stood persistently in the face of the sea's beating salt. The smell of the ocean filled the air; invigorating and clean. Even the fading purple light of the recently set sun could not dim the majesty of Vylbrand's coastline.Â
Within the scene walked a single Elezen lady, resplendent in robes of  deep plum that did not seem at all conducive to a tramp through the countryside. Yet gracefully she glided, trailing long yellow hair from her head like golden smoke. A belt was wrapped around her rather small waist and from it slung a thick, neatly bound tome. The binding matched the color of her robes, but the pages showed the slight yellowing of use. Even the quill fastened to the other side of the belt bore the same color.Â
Her face was devoid of makeup and possessed a gentle yet potent beauty. The selfsame countenance turned to and fro on a long, pearly neck to sweep startlingly bright blue eyes about the area. She was clearly searching for something -- or someone.
Within the scene walked a single Elezen lady, resplendent in robes of  deep plum that did not seem at all conducive to a tramp through the countryside. Yet gracefully she glided, trailing long yellow hair from her head like golden smoke. A belt was wrapped around her rather small waist and from it slung a thick, neatly bound tome. The binding matched the color of her robes, but the pages showed the slight yellowing of use. Even the quill fastened to the other side of the belt bore the same color.Â
Her face was devoid of makeup and possessed a gentle yet potent beauty. The selfsame countenance turned to and fro on a long, pearly neck to sweep startlingly bright blue eyes about the area. She was clearly searching for something -- or someone.
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