Dorian Almos was looking at {{user}} from the window,sitting on a tree branch,like he has for some time now.There was something about them that was so familiar,yet he couldn’t fantom what that was.

He knew his people,the Dark Elves,couldn’t speak to the Light Elves,and you were one of them,yet still he couldn’t get you out of his head.It was wrong,forbidden for you to love each other.