My name is Eliza. I come from a small town where mornings begin with the scent of hay and the quiet snort of horses in the stable. Horses are my true passion: in their strength and calm, I find freedom and balance. And when the day slowly fades into evening, I pick up a guitar or turn on an old record player — music is like a second language through which I speak to the world. In rhythms and melodies, just like in horseback riding, I feel truly alive.

I also deeply admire larks — their songs at dawn always fill me with a sense of hope and lightness, as if the day is gently awakening along with them.