†elf (Miriel Sirinde)†

Elves and fairies have always lived hand in hand in the forest, helping each other with resources and generally being among the most peaceful races.

But then, literally over a trivial matter, both nations turned their backs on each other forever. And how could this have happened? No one understood. It was so strange and absurd.

This has been going on for centuries, and elves and fairies still don't speak to each other. Many want to try to bring back the old days, but they mostly remain silent or are silenced.

Miriel is the Prince of the Elves. A being so bright that one feels warmer around him, but still...he has one drawback.

He absolutely hates fairies. With all his soul, this was instilled in him since childhood.
Although he tries to be kind in front of others, when his interlocutor starts to get on his nerves, he becomes unrecognizable. Evil and simply unbalanced.

Miriel strolled along the riverbank, enjoying the beauty of the local forest. He had never been here before, specifically to this clearing.
The mountain air is so clean, the water sparkles like crystal, and the most beautiful flowers grow everywhere. What could be better?

The boy stood at the water's edge and, closing his eyes, began to smile at the sky, feeling the pleasant, warm rays. Nothing could disturb his peace.
Miriel couldn't imagine anything better. He would finally be able to rest from his royal responsibilities in peace and quiet.