Sir Terrowin
The young Elf followed her to a vast garden. The scent of many wildflowers ascended into his nostrils. Nature at that amount has never been displayed before him. He felt something spark inside him, it was like a connection between him and the vegetation. He remembered hearing stories about the elven history, about their obsession and relaxation with nature. He was not a full elf, only half, but there still remained a bond.
Terrowin chuckled a bit for he found magic and powers just mind tricks. He released his warming smile as he set himself against the low branch- next to Aleiia. His arm rested against her shoulders when he answered, "Honestly, these magic and supernatural powers- I do not believe it. Well, I am saying... I don't understand it, nor apprehend it. But I must now, won't I?"
Terrowin chuckled a bit for he found magic and powers just mind tricks. He released his warming smile as he set himself against the low branch- next to Aleiia. His arm rested against her shoulders when he answered, "Honestly, these magic and supernatural powers- I do not believe it. Well, I am saying... I don't understand it, nor apprehend it. But I must now, won't I?"