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My OCs Saraniavel, a highelf princess, Filaraenian, a snowelf hunter, and their son, Sagara. A glimpse into the past.

"You came," Filaraenian said.
Saraniavel smiled. In her hand she held a small child.
"Your son?"
She nodded. "Not just mine." She gently pushed the child in his direction.
Filaraenian needed a moment to understand. He looked up at her, perplexed.
"What?" He stared silently from her to the boy on her hand.
"They do not know."
He knelt down and looked at the child. "What is his name?"
"Sagara."
He held his hand to the boy and the child approached him curiously and without shyness. The snowelf half-hugged the child and looked at him. His big eyes were pale green, his shoulder-length fine hair light blue. No trace of Fils cold silver tones.
"He does not look like me." Filaraenian looked puzzled and a trace suspiciously to her.
"He has your features," she replied.
Fil could not confirm this, perhaps he lacked the necessary distance for it. Nevertheless, he felt a certain closeness to the child. A kind of band that brought them together through the magic sphere.
He looked back at Saraniavel and had tears in his eyes.

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My OCs Saraniavel, a highelf princess, Filaraenian, a snowelf hunter, and their son, Sagara. A glimpse into the past.

"You came," Filaraenian said.
Saraniavel smiled. In her hand she held a small child.
"Your son?"
She nodded. "Not just mine." She gently pushed the child in his direction.
Filaraenian needed a moment to understand. He looked up at her, perplexed.
"What?" He stared silently from her to the boy on her hand.
"They do not know."
He knelt down and looked at the child. "What is his name?"
"Sagara."
He held his hand to the boy and the child approached him curiously and without shyness. The snowelf half-hugged the child and looked at him. His big eyes were pale green, his shoulder-length fine hair light blue. No trace of Fils cold silver tones.
"He does not look like me." Filaraenian looked puzzled and a trace suspiciously to her.
"He has your features," she replied.
Fil could not confirm this, perhaps he lacked the necessary distance for it. Nevertheless, he felt a certain closeness to the child. A kind of band that brought them together through the magic sphere.
He looked back at Saraniavel and had tears in his eyes.