Elves

Time to write!

So...Thanksgiving break proved to be the nemesis of productive writing. Somehow instead of effectively using my time writing essays and then delving into some complex character organization, I found myself watching several episodes of The Office and taking long naps. BUT. Here I am ready to update, and with every intention of NOT using time so poorly for the next few weeks, which are not only bound but flat out guaranteed to be insane.

It is entertaining, truly, to see what humans think about us. About any of us. If you mention an "elf" to any given person this image could conjure up any number of images.

One person may think of Tolkien's pointy-eared, long-haired, singing archers.

Another may imagine Santa Claus's little helpers, complete with round bellies, strange names, jingle-belled hats and rather often fluffy beards.

Then you have the Elves and the Shoemaker elves, which obviously were small enough to fit inside a shoe but fast enough sewers to complete multiple pairs of shoes several times their size in a single night.

There have been more modern interpretations, making elves strange colors, or possessing strange diets.

Some elves are peaceful and wise, others are silly and uninvolved, yet others are violent and veer on gruesome.

What would you do if someone told you that elves are actually very real, and that they're all around you?

You most likely would not believe them. This is because you can't see us. Because elves aren't any of those things which humans have worked to portray us as. Elves are invisible to all humans but the Seers, and sometimes generations pass between those.

Indeed, almost four hundred years passed during which time the Elvin League had almost adapted to a life without human interference when we were discovered by three Seers at once, an anomaly which tells us that not only are times changing, but something dark is coming.