The sun had just began to rise over the white snowy mountain tops. As the orange sphere cast light upon the temple, a small bell chimed as a signal for the new day. There were already a few monks out on the courtyard of the temple, doing their daily prayers. The elders sat among the first to be out on this glorious new day, leading the morning prayer and meditation. A young girl stood at the main gate before quickly walking to her place over in the courtyard. Her silver hair was bright in the morning light as she got into her meditative position just under one of the only trees in the courtyard. This had been her place her entire life, as she could feel the wind pick up in the branches and swirl around her as she meditated deeply. 

Taking in a deep breath, Aella was swept into her meditation, feeling almost weightless as she hummed to herself gently. The wind almost seemed to embrace her as she meditated and she was lost to time. After what felt like little time to her, Aella felt a tap on her shoulder. When she opened her eyes, she saw Delilah, the woman whom was the closest to being a mother to the elf. "It's nearly mid-day, Aella. You've been gone for hours," the woman said gently, smiling as she offered the younger woman a smaller piece of bread. The silver haired girl grabbed it gently with a thankful smile. 

"[b]I guess I lost track of time[/b]," Aella smiled gently, quietly standing. Delilah sighed gently and seemed to be thinking on something. However, the younger girl didn't press and took a bite of the bread. It was stuffed with a sweet vegetable filling, which was her favorite. 

"You're growing so fast, child," she heard Delilah say, "Your training has been paying off and I do believe it is time I told you some things. However, now is not the time, as you have chores to do. After you finish them, please come to the temple statue. I shall be waiting." Before Aella had the chance to inquire more, the other woman was gone, and the elf finished her bread silently. It was her duty to sweep the courtyard and help prepare for the nightly vigil inside the deep recesses of the temple. She took a breath as she gathered a broom, and started to sweep, once again humming to herself.