Zariel, pronounced zah-ree-uhl (/zɑˈriəl/), dances like a sunlit lyric across the lips, a celestial echo woven from the Hebrew zar, meaning brightness, and the venerable el, signifying God. In its unisex embrace, the name bestows a gentle duality—both guardian and wanderer—summoning visions of a silver-winged sentinel tracing arcs of light above ancient olive groves. It feels at once timeless and freshly born, carrying the memory of sacred angelic legacies alongside the promise of untold stories under vast Italian skies, where each vowel resonates with the warmth of terracotta roofs and the laughter that drifts across cobblestone piazzas. Though rare among newborns, its tender resonance has quietly captivated a handful of modern families, gifting a child a name as luminous as a Tuscan sunrise—so radiant that even the tomatoes of Capri might blush at its brilliance.