This was written in response to a weekly challenge at dao challenge over at live journal. Jus a bit of fluff about some backstory for the city elf's character in the Origin's game. Enjoy.
Cyrion had never believed in love at first sight. How could two people who had never before laid eyes on one another, didn't know each other from a fish in the market stall, fall deeply and irrevocably in love from just a glance? Foolish notion, made up by bards and story tellers to coax a few hard-earned coins from a man's pockets.
Then he saw Adia, standing in a shaft of sunlight in front of a baker's stall, poking at the day-old bread. Her hair fell over her shoulders in a mass of russet and amber waves. He'd heard the stories of her fierceness, brave and bright as brass, never looking away from a human's eyes, never backing down or giving way. Curiosity drew him in for a closer look at this exotic creature.
She glanced up when his shadow fell across the raisin pastries. His breath caught and his heart quickened when eyes as grey as a storm-covered sea caught him and pulled him into their depths. Flecked with turquoise, like bits of sky seen through breaks in the clouds, he thought he'd never seen anything more beautiful.
He was lost, fully and completely, in the soft flames that burned in the back of her eyes. She smiled. And then he knew, sure as sunrise, he was in love.