In an age when the heavens had fallen silent and the world was lost among shadows, the only remaining light shone from Elariel’s eyes. She moved in silence between earth and sky, and every feather of her wings shimmered like a newborn dawn, restoring life wherever it touched. They say that when a human heart runs out of hope, a single feather of Elariel falls beside them soundless, yet warm. And in that moment when the human chooses to rise again, it is said they are answering Elariel’s silent call.