And at last she arrived at the village. The village was full of people. There were houses that were made of wood bricks and stone with flowers decorated out on their windows; carts loaded with goods and people roamed around the brick road.
The air smelled of a mixture of baked bread, dusty soil and smoke with a faint scent of grass. But among those there was a scent that was different. It was not the flowers but it sure was sweet and at the same time has a strong scent to it. Leigh thought it was the Elf's magical aura so she followed to where it seemed to be from.
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To The Elf in Kornor Village: A Prelude
FantasyScribbler here, scribbling. I don't know about you, but I don't like knowing too much about a story before actually reading it. It gives it all away, my opinion. So I won't write a detailed blurb here. Instead, let me tell you what you ought to know...
