Sylvaene

As the rest of the makeshift troop filed into the clearing, Ace tried to focus on each and every face that came into view. Some of them were very much indistinct as to what race they were from --- some of them even were indistinct as to whether they were fully human or not. Some of them seemed a little too stretched out of proportion, while others --- can someone actually be too beautiful? Ace wondered. They all looked weather-beaten, perhaps a little rundown…. But there was something in them that made her feel imperfect. Perhaps even ugly. Before she had a chance to comprehend what exactly it was, the small crowd gathered around her star