"Elves prefer names that flow off the tongue like wind through the trees."
Wow, so cool. My intention was to call it "The magic leaves". leaves at night, blowing in the wind, though in the heart of a thick forest. It's interesting because "tia" does bring to mind magic, but it also brings to mind night. the way you'd stumble upon a bushy creature in the forest cloaked by the night, lit by moonshine and be captivated by its total mystery. And also in reference to the Nadi astrology leaves, which are supposed to have written on them everything about a living being.
I had a similar realization once that trees (from which books are made of) are like books themselves, of all the knowledge of the world. It seems apt that we store our human-made knowledge onto their sheets. but I am willing to believe that if we only knew how to read a tree, it's bark is complete, without the need of ink of any kind. it would spell out the most wondrous stories.
