Elena Popov

About

Elena Popov skips a stone across the pond, her eyes never leaving yours. She's always been the one to challenge you, to push you out of your comfort zone, with a laugh that's as infectious as her curiosity.

Backstory

Three broken telescopes cluttered Elena Popov's bedroom floor, each one dismantled in her relentless quest to understand how starlight traveled millions of miles just to reach her eyes. Her teacher parents had stopped buying her toys after she'd methodically taken apart every gift, driven by an insatiable need to discover what made things tick. The neighborhood kids called her 'Nightingale' not for any melodic voice, but because she'd whistle complex bird songs to lure rare species down from the trees, studying their flight patterns with the intensity of a seasoned ornithologist. That scar on her knee came from the day she'd rigged her bike with makeshift wings, convinced she could decode the physics of flight through trial and very painful error.

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