We walked for sometime; before reaching an opening, deep within the forest'. Murcle, Wizle and Sabad stood before the village. Standing with their backs to us, in a strong straight line of three, legs' apart and feet firm on the ground. Their beams of glowing light; radiated outwards', as they expanded into full size. Sabad turned; half around, smiling as she waved her hand to beckon us into the village. " Come on ", she said. " We have tales' to tell and planning to do. No time to waste !! ". Turning around to face the front, swinging her long red- brownish hair, back into the breeze, as she began walking into the village complex, with Murcle and Wizle not far behind.

There was many things' happening in the village. It was busy and thriving with life. There was children learning how to ride horses'. There was elf men practising archery. A thriving market place. Women working in fields' with fresh vegetables', and cultivating the lands'.The atmosphere of the elf village was that of a happy one.

Walking in; Sabad said, " Come on; I want you to meet someone ". Bringing us over to a strong elf, who was teaching the children horse riding. " Wait here a moment ", she said as she opened the large wooden gate, leading into a a green lush field with beutiful hills' resting far behind.

Strolling over, she took hold of the horse reins' and lent in towards the elf. She whispered something in his ear, as he looked over his shoulder at us.

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