3 Cylus, 717
The twilight of Cylus bathed the world in its eerie dimness, but not even that could diminish the beauty of the forest. The ground was covered in a soft blanket of white. Each and every tree was covered in an icy layer that looked like frosting on a fancy cake. And when the wind blew, the frozen leaves clinked together like a thousand wind chimes, creating a beautiful harmony.
Lei'lira glided from one tree to the next, her feet barely seeming to touch the snow as she passed over it. She was searching for something, but she couldn't quite seem to remember what it was that she was looking for, or where she might have lost it. The only thing she knew for certain was that she would know it when she found it. So she walked aimlessly through the forest. But the aimless search didn't bother Lei'lira because the beauty of the forest was well worth seeing in and of itself.
She seemed to be walking forever before she came to a silver tree that grew along a river filled with liquid moonlight rather than water. Its opalescent leaves seemed to glow from within. Sky blue vines wound their way up the trunk. Leilira pulled one of the smaller ones off, twisting it into a necklace. She plucked one of the opalescent leaves, and placed it on the vine as a pendant before tying it in the back, and putting it around her neck. The leaf sang softly at the base of her throat, and before long, Lei'lira found herself singing softly along with it.
Lei'lira bent down and scooped up a handful of moonlight. It tasted light and sweet when she drank it, filling her with a gentle warmth. Just a little of the strange liquid was enough to quench her thirst. Although beautiful, the silver tree, and the necklace she had created from its generous bounty were not what she was searching for. With that in mind, Lei'lira moved off in continuation of her search.
Before long, she came to a small stream. The hilt of a weapon stuck up out of the water in the middle of the stream. Curious, Lei'lira waded out into the stream to investigate. The cool water soothed her aching muscles. When she pulled on the hilt, it came free easily. The blade, if it could be called a true blade...was a leaf. It looked similar to the opalescent leaves she had seen on the silver tree, but it was longer; long enough to make a good sized dagger blade. The leaf was encased in some kind of transparent crystal that gave it an incredibly sharp edge. Lei'lira was no expert on weapons, but it seemed to her that the leaf dagger would make a good weapon. It wasn't what she was looking for, but she decided to take it with her when she went back to her search.