I always loved my dad’s stories about Elves and their adventures. My best friend Jack was talking my dad into telling my favorite one.
“Oh please Glen, I have to leave in a minute.”
Jack was trying to pout, but he just looked like he was in pain. I was trying my hardest not to laugh, but if my dad did not give in soon, I was going to explode.
My dad had seemed a little off tonight, but gave in, I think, just to keep Jack from begging. “Many, many years ago the world was a very different place. Elves walked these lands, and magic was in the very air you breathed, you could almost touch it.
There was peace and happiness that spread everywhere. Nature was at one with all, and every living being lived in unison together. Elves would take care of nature and were masters of all they did. The trees would dance for the Elves, as they would glisten in the sun. Everything glowed in the happiness, and balance around you.
Elves lived in communities, some by the water, and others in the forest or mountains. Their dwellings where simple, but beautiful.
In the forests they would build in and around the trees, with the trees permission of course. Sometimes the Elves would help the trees to grow their branches, to be part of the structure. These were big ancient trees, there are not many of them left anymore, only really in the untouched areas of the world. Each was different, but they would all have soft lines, that would bend and curve into each other.
Elves loved to sleep in the tops of trees. They felt more comfortable, sleeping underneath the stars. If it did rain the leaves from the trees would move in to shelter their belongings, as Elves did not need to worry about the weather themselves.
The main hubs of the land had unbelievable dwellings for the leaders, especially for the royal family in Silenddin, which was the main city in those days. Theirs were not as simple as the dwellings around them.
They had gold and silver cloth hanging in the arched windows. The finest crafters from all around built furnishings, with intricate details. Every chair or table would have a story of the history of their land carved into it.
The royal family lived up in the highest trees, so they would be able to keep watch and protect the land and Elves around them. The royal Palace was joined from tree to tree by hallways of twisted branches. And everything in the Palace had the royal emblem on it, which was a beautiful tree with twisting branches, which had magic of its own.
Elves loved rich colors, which they reflected in their clothes. They were made from natural materials, which would move with them. The women would wear long dresses that would touch the ground, unless they were training. Then they wore trousers with a shorter dress on top that had slits for movement. The men wore trousers that feel straight to the floor, with shirts that laced in the front. When the men trained, they would tuck the bottom of their trousers into their cloth boots.
The King and Queen of Silenddin kept peace in the land, and truly were magnificent. Everyone loved them and all they stood for.” My dad stopped. He usually loved this part with the King and Queen. But today he looked sad as he told the story.
I was about to ask if he was alright, when he started again, but as he did I thought I heard anger in his voice.
“Unfortunately there was one elf, his name was Blagnor and he wanted more power. He did not want to live in harmony with the other elves; he wanted to rule and be the most powerful elf that ever lived.”
My dad had to take another breath, was he sick? I put my hand on his; he turned his hand over and held onto mine.
“Elves started disappearing and it was discovered that Blagnor was killing them for their energy and knowledge. He would learn all they had discovered in their lives, and as you two already know, an Elf can live for thousands of years. They can decide to move on when they are ready. So they have immense amounts of knowledge.
Blagnor used this knowledge to try and gain the power of all living beings. Instead of living free and in peace, everything would have been at Blagnor’s mercy; even the trees and animals would have had to obey him. In secret he was recruiting other elves, and corrupting them with his poisonous tongue. He created creatures and called them Tralons; he used them to help him gain power. They could only be described as panther like creatures. Their thin wings resembled bat wings, but looked as if they were made from helicopter seeds from a maple tree. They had the colors of nature in them, very dark green and brown with orange eyes, the color of sunset or sunrise. They almost looked as if there was fire burning in them. Their eyes were the only way you could see them in nature, so you always had to be watchful for orange glints in the trees. Sometimes it was just the sunset, but you had to be careful. Tralon’s did not have hair,
more like bark from a tree, thick and bulky, but they moved quicker and faster than you would ever think. They could be lying on a tree and you would never know.
Fortunately he had not learnt of the weapon that could stop him, which could only be used for good.
There was a great battle between the Elves, and Blagnor and his creature’s. Blagnor had become very powerful by this time and many Elves were lost, but there was a group of elves that were able to create the weapon, and used it to imprison Blagnor and his Tralon’s. These Elves would meet in secret until they had successfully created the weapon. Exactly what the weapon was is still secret. It is said that the weapon is still here and guarded just in case Blagnor ever breaks from his prison.”
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