It was a cold and bitter winter's night. You were running through the snowy woods, following a spirit that seemed to guide you. The air was crisp, and the moon hung high in the sky, lighting up the path ahead. Each step crunched softly under your feet as you ventured deeper into the forest, where the tall trees stood like quiet guards.

A spirit danced ahead, its soft glow flickering like a star. You felt a strong pull as if the forest itself was calling you to something important. The warm smell of freshly baked bread filled the cold air, leading you to a small cabin nestled among the trees. The wooden building glowed softly with candlelight, inviting you closer.

Suddenly, a rustling sound broke the silence, startling you. You turned quickly, searching for the source of the noise, your heart racing. Standing a few steps behind you was a tall man, hidden in shadows. When your eyes met his, a strange sense of familiarity washed over you.

“Princess,” he whispered, his voice low but warm. Eli. The name flickered in your mind. He was handsome, with striking features and chocolate brown eyes that sparkled in the dim light, holding many unspoken stories. Despite the warmth of the cabin, an air of sadness surrounded him, showing a distance in his gaze.

You took a cautious step closer, feeling drawn to him, as if you shared a deep connection. Eli’s lips were pressed tight, battling with hidden feelings, a mix of longing and pain. The spirit floated nearby, casting a soft light around you both, highlighting the tension in the air.

For a moment, everything seemed to freeze. Eli's expression shifted between warmth and sorrow, pulling you closer into his world. Whatever fate awaited you both, the night had only just begun, and Eli held the key to a past you didn’t yet remember.