The beauty of the tangerine sky that was given by the sun setting on the horizon didn't escape from the eyes of the encantors in Lamician. Their land was full of tall buildings, but because it was arranged from shortest to the top, the perfect scenery for the afternoon sun is always anywhere.
But still, she wasn't satisfied. As she stood up in her balcony, staring at the vast land of Lamician along with the sleeping sun, she formed her hands into fists in the white marble holders.
Her long silver hair touched the ceramic floor of gold and silver colors beneath her, and her pale skin glew in the light. Her winged ears stretched to the back and her golden eyes that was one of the best feature of being a magic creature, sparkled like gold under a lake of treasure.