Eilidh exhaled, frost appearing in the air as it froze her breath. Carefully, she trotted through the piles of fresh snow, eager to make her journey to see the northern lights phenomenon from the cliffs. Born of the magic from Aurora Borealis, Eilidh absolutely loved witnessing the painting in the sky from her little town in the village of Snowflake. What a cliche name, right? Well Eilidh has always admired how simple the name is, as it is very fitting for a town in a village where it snows year round.
Exercising is one of her hobbies, as keeping herself fit allows her to trek all the way to the cliffs just to see the beautiful lights every year. Now this isn't to say she is a muscle-head, but that she just keeps her body in peak condition. Another hobby of hers is actually creating enchanted ice sculptures for clients who wish to acquire her works from lands far and wide. Prismatica was full of art enthusiasts and, unfortunately, snobby rich people who wished to flaunt her work without naming her. But this was fine, as the majority of her clients spread the word about her sculptures, overshadowing the crowd who don't.
She is an only sibling, which meant that her parents treasured her and sheltered her, afraid she would break and leave them. They live in a quiet retirement home within the village now, which makes Eilidh grow sad, but aging is a process mostly everyone goes through at some point. Perhaps they would be reunited in the next life anyways! [262 words]