Talanthodel Dusksong

You see before you an elf, resting calmly and sure. His eyes smile as they take in the beauty around him.

There is much to be mindful of, much to stop and wonder at. The moon sailing through the trees, the mist over the water, the scent of a deep forest, the call of a hidden owl in the night.

In the forest one can hear, if you stop and listen, the chorus of beauty in creation. The elf before you would live in harmony with that song, adding his own notes to the melody in joy.