In ancient times, when winter still held the world in its icy grip, there lived a goddess of spring named Aelira. Her hair was woven from the petals of early flowers, and her eyes sparkled like dewdrops on morning leaves. Aelira was the daughter of the sun and the moon, and her very essence was to awaken the land from its winter slumber.
Every spring, when Aelira awoke, she unfolded her wings, adorned with delicate feathers from the shadows of snow-capped mountains. With her touch, the frozen earth came to life: the first flowers bloomed, buds unfurled, and the winds carried the scent of freshness and hope.