Standing over the mountain, Elias's white hair shimmers in the night darkness, like moonlight intertwining between the fingers of unseen hands of the great night.

Black nails contrast with his fair skin, embodying the shadows and mysteries of the night.

His eyes, golden like stars, radiate the wisdom of ages and a passion for life, akin to the sun in the nocturnal silence.

"What do you seek, human?" his gentle voice sounds.