"A captivating image in the mystical land of Brelyan, beneath towering weeping willows that sway gently as if singing with the wind, a noble young and handsome squire runs swiftly across the lush green meadows, chasing majestic deer. He is Gryel, wielding a glowing blue sword, his presence strong and unyielding. Yet, in the background, hidden among the slender white trunks of birch trees, Elyr, a lady with a sweet and enchanting voice dressing in a violet waving light dress and brunette hair and an ethereal figure, watches him from afar, enchanting him with a mesmerizing gaze. The scene is bathed in soft twilight hues of the dusk, the sky fading from gold to lavender, with an air of magic and mystery lingering in the breeze."