Dreamland Elves Novels & Stories

He began to sit up slowly so he could turn and face Alysin. “I am an Elfre. We must return the gifts given to us with gifts of our own. It is our purpose.” Samnom focused harder and studied the girl’s face. Her ears were pointed like an Elf’s. Elfre were part of the Elf family but they had a distinct purpose. That was to give in return for being given a gift. They were loners and few people knew much about them. After giving their gifts their spirit was freed from the world and they moved on into another dimension.

Offend her people or threaten her place, and that gentle river becomes a flash flood. Elanil, Elf Princess of Elarithwood — Old as twilight on ancient oaks, Elanil glides through the palace clad in moon-thread gowns, her golden eyes reflecting centuries of elven patience. She speaks in riddles that seem harmless until the answers topple kingdoms. Time itself appears to bend politely around her, and younger concubines sometimes forget to breathe when she turns her gaze upon them.

The Forest Kingdom's ruler, the wise and enigmatic Elf Queen, had been reluctant to engage in any alliances. Roberick, who understood the value of respecting unique cultures, approached the Elf Queen with humility and reverence for her forest realm. He proposed an alliance that aimed to preserve the mystical forest while fostering cultural exchanges between the two kingdoms. Cynthia, with her deep empathy, connected with the elves and demonstrated an understanding of their traditions. Gradually, the Elf Queen warmed to the idea of a strategic alliance that preserved her kingdom's natural wonder. The agreement was a triumph of diplomacy, founded on love, wisdom, and respect for diverse cultur

So the elves really took their invitation seriously. The Elf King poured some wine into his clear glass. "This is the most delicious wine that grows only in Nirdewa. I have prepared this gift for you to take with you to Drakela. Would you like to taste it now?" The Elf King asked as he looked at Damian and the others. Without hesitation, Damian nodded and was handed a glass, poured by the waiter who was also an elf. Sometimes they were the same, hiring people of mixed race. "What exactly is it that made you agree to our request?

***One Month Later Garlands of olive branches and daisies swept through Basharr's palace. The animated statues played music constantly. Courtiers and attendants hustled to brush gold leaf across the palms of every visitor. It was meant to show the prosperity all elves would share under Eden and Violet's reign.

“Ooh. I think I understand. My tribe, as you call it, are a group of creatures. We, in Kelor, refer to each other as creatures. Each creature belongs to a specific group.” “Sorry, but what is this Kelor you speak of?” She gave a light laugh before answering. “Kelor is the land on which you stand, Great Chief. It is a continent inhabited by fairies, werewolves, elves, vampires and humans like yourselves.” The only thing that made sense was the name of the land and the group called humans. I couldn’t make heads or tails of the rest of the things she had said. I decided to find out more about the other groups later.

I shouldn’t have underestimated him because he had trouble moving earlier. “Or you could just stay here and deal with Glinda the false good witch later.” He suggested with a devious smile. “I could think of some fun ways to keep ourselves occupied.” “As tempting as sex in your dreamscape on a dust bed sounds, it wouldn’t be as good as the real thing. And I want the real thing.” I sighed.

“At least I can trust the Emperor to ensure she will be alright.” It was before midnight on the Southeastern Island. Harriet chose the dawn at Almandine because she knew this was the case. The Merfolks and Sirens avoided surfacing under the daylight. Merfolks and Sirens, the elves of the ocean. When Merfolks could be said to be the equivalent of Elves, the Sirens were the equivalent of Dark Elves. They had their own societal structure down in their deep ocean kingdom. The deepest parts of it were so dark no light ever came out; not even sunlight did. Several species of monsters existed but were different in shape and size, some of which resembled gigantic squid or eels.

"My father Kahn is not an elf. He is a Golem, a Pernoct from another dimension. You can imagine him as a traveling wizard. And I am not an elf either. He created me as a construct. According to him, the idea came to him after he met the High Elf Queen, so he gave me that name. It is not surprising that a golem has become a traveling wizard. After all, there are many strange things in the multiverse. Galadriel is no stranger than a true High Elf. After all, it is said that the race of the Lamp Gods were created as artificial beings by the ancient Nethereal Empire of Magic. But even Christine's doubts were dispelled. A Construct is quite a magically powered robot, so it is not surprising that