Elven City Novels & Stories

She held on, not entirely coming to enjoy the ride, but appreciating the unique sense of travel offered in the Elven realm. She also appreciated when the wind started to die down, and she landed on her feet a few minutes later. They were on another stone platform graced with greenery. This one looked out over a bustling city that appeared to be a hybrid of modern and ancient, as though a city like New York had sprouted up through the ground and grown alongside the vines and trees. Now, parts of the city were covered by the greenery, and it was an unusual, startling juxtaposition. Orin came over to take her arm, and she finally released her hold on Eamon’s hand. She was a little shaky as she

Ethan’s smile dropped and he slammed his eyes shut. I frowned, filled with impatience, as I watched his lips move rapidly. “She is still alive,” he said with his eyes still closed. “I know. She is missing,” I snapped a reply. “The mountain of ravens in the middle of the dangerous waters of Ardelene in the land of the elves.” My brows snapped up and my mother gasped in disbelief. “The elves?” she whispered, slapping her lips with her palm. “For once, you have helped me,” I muttered and Ethan opened his eyes, staring into my dark eyes with a flicker of mischief sweeping against his face.

Vanadine stood and concentrated as the rays of the dying sun fell below the distant horizon, willing himself to the outskirts of Durant. The poorer section of the city stank. A combination of elven waste, animal dung, rotting food and despair. This was where those down on their luck came to try and eke out an existence by any means, criminal or otherwise. Elves who had become injured during war, had become overfond of drink or narcotics or just fallen on hard times, all gravitated here to make a transient community of thieves and murderers, rapists and gangs. Not too different from Bichester. Vanadine thought as he passed through the shadows.

He didn’t say anything at first, just stood beside her, watching the sun rise over the still water. Finally, she spoke. “Tell me I haven’t become her.” Vincent didn’t lie. “You’re not her yet,” he said quietly. “But you’re standing where she stood.” Elara nodded slowly, the words cutting deep. “Then I need to step back before the city starts bowing again.” “And if it falls?” “Then it falls on its own terms,” she said. “Not under my shadow.” She turned from the river, the first light catching her face. Somewhere behind her, the city began to wake — tired, scarred, and uncertain.

Perhaps there would not be such an opportunity again. So what should they do? “Master, where is this place?” the Elven Princess asked. “This is Sole, a second-tier city.” “Is it far from Amber City?” the Elven Princess continued to ask. They entered The Spirit Cage from Amber City, and only from the descending point of Amber City could they return to Leila. Amber City was the base camp of the Elves where a lot of powerful Elves were. Therefore, they would be safe if they got there. In Amber City, no one dared to attack the Elves privately.

In the city of Danirmala, the Elf Queen and the Fairy Queen were relaxing on Nay's tree, they were waiting for Noa and Nay who were heading to the city of Araves. Because the tree is very tall, they lie down while looking at the vast ocean that is right on the edge of the city. The city of Danirmala which in Al's second reincarnation has changed its name to the city of Danir. An ancient city famous for its magic academy, but no one knows its exact location.

M’lonia is known as one of the most beautiful cities in all three worlds. It’s to be expected from the capital city of Ellenis, the Elf world, since elven culture is heavy on the aesthetics. Ellenis, as a whole, has this guided elegance, you know? But even so, M’lonia is unique. Like a forest that’s been tamed, where every tree and every shrub and every flower is placed in exactly the right spot to maximize its presence. The city sits at the bottom of a canyon, a sprawling wonder of green and gold and silver, running along the length of one of their planet’s deepest fissures like a jeweled bracelet peeking from in between the floorboards.

he said, looking at their faces. They stared at each other, each shaking their head at one another. "That's not something worth our time to pursue," she said. "Why would you say so?" Asked the Dark Knight. Looking at the map before them, one of them pointed to a city, Riverdale. The Dark Knight's eyes grew more as he wore a mask and no one knew who he was, only his eyeballs were what they could see. "That is the land of the elves," he said. "Yes, which we have raided before, yet they keep waxing and growing," she said, pointing to the landmass of Riverdale and the green mass still available to them.

While having fun mockibg an existance that aren’t here, we then go inside the city. ---‐------------------------------------------------------------------ Another PoV. Seeeing the Tree of Life leaf start to withered, i got a really bad premonition. Our home is at different island than those fallen bastard that reappear as they wished. Why didn’t they just leaving our Elf race alone. Soldier A: My King at the Human continent it appears a mysterious city and the forest is dissapeard without a trace and became desert. Elf King: What did you say? Soldier: There a mysterious city appears on the Human continent.

Several must have weight tons. Ruslan felt a sudden chill. He'd never seen a city like this anywhere on earth. This must be the Realm of Faerie, or maybe, it was the Ardrélin Valley where the Kingdom of Elves located? Ruslan wasn't sure. But now he was both excited and sad to see it. Ruslan had an optimistic nature and had been hoping to see the elves, but looking at the deserted city, he didn't think there was any elf left for him to shake hands with.