Elfin, delicately sculpted with all the spring-kissed charm of the honey nymphs, darkened by tragedy. A statuette in an ashen cloak; cherubic woodland spirit, bow in hand, chipped and marred by conflict and time yet altogether unchanged. Marble-carved tribute to what he once was: a bright-eyed boy wearing his heart on his sleeve, anxious to heal the world with smiles and promises of sanctuary. Dryadic; a somber spirit forgotten to the wilds, overgrown with ivy and wildflowers and teeming with all the life in the world save his own.