Goddess of wisdom

The city of Moonbright had always fascinated young Morgana. Ever since she had been a young elf, she had wanted to visit the city she only ever read about. When it was time for her first trip to the city, back then not yet the capital of their country, she was overjoyed. Her mother had taken her, of course, and they had looked at fabrics all morning. Finally, after enough nagging, Yvaine had allowed her to spend the afternoon in the grand library. It was the most beautiful thing Morgana had ever seen.

To this day, she still liked to visit Moonbright. Not because she so enjoyed the bustling atmosphere but because of that same library. As she so often did she had places in the city that felt like just hers. If anyone asked she had been sent here for her official Silvercrest librarian duties, that was what she would tell them. In reality she just wished to browse through the endless books. With a pile of grand books in her hands she was practically giddy as she stepped into the garden surrounding the magnificent building. As she stepped down the stairs, however, she did not see who was ascending them. It only took half a bump but she, and her books, were sent tumbling. "The books!" She cried out as she looked at her scattered treasures on the ground. "Look what you did!" She went on, not bothering to look at the culprit and instead immediately kneeling down to save any of her precious books from harm.

& Krokobil

Cute Fitje x