The forest was still, save for the gentle whisper of the wind through the gnarled branches overhead. Eliana's hooves barely disturbed the fallen leaves... > Lire la suite
The forest was still, save for the gentle whisper of the wind through the gnarled branches overhead. Eliana's hooves barely disturbed the fallen leaves as she wandered, her pearly horn glimmering faintly in the fading light. Once, the enchanted woods had been alive with the sounds of her kind - the thunderous gallop of a herd, the enchanting songs that had filled the air. But now, Eliana was alone, the last of her race, doomed to wander these forgotten paths until the very last spark of her magic flickered and died.
Tracy Ambrosio Graduated from the University of Toronto in Canada in English. Jeff Lorenz Graduated in Porto at ISCAP - Instituto Superior de Contabilidade and Porto Administration, and psychology.