Springtime in Silvermoon
The sun was rising over the Sin'dorei City of Silvermoon, dyeing both the sky and the clouds pale shades of pink and peach. A young female elf was wandering the white cobbled streets of the city, long blonde hair tied up in a rather simple pony-tail and dressed in deep red robes made of light silks and gossamer. Over her shoulder was a dark leather satchel. As she looked over the Royal Exchange, she spotted a bench was perfect for what she had planned this morning: a good book.
Slowly, the skies began to change from pale pink to their usual shade of blue and a light breeze blew the fluffy white clouds across said sky. Shaesan sat herself down on the bench and opened her satchel, taking out a tome of the arcane arts. She was sat reading for around ten minutes before she heard something, the excited yells of two young elven children. She looked up from her reading and as she did so, she spotted the two children. They were no older than ten and were skipping along beside their mother. The
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