Terror In The Land Of Hope And Mystery Part 1 - The Betrayal of the Elves

The Reece and Giorgia Adventures

Giorgia strolled through the meadow of wildflowers in the land of Mysteria. Mysteria was a land of rolling flower-filled meadows with birds and butterflies flitting about. Butterflies playfully followed Giorgia as she wandered the meadow. 

Mummy and Auntie Ginger were sitting under a willow tree with Karen the Fairy Queen and Chrissy the Nymph Queen eating crumpets and sipping tea. All was well or so Giorgia thought because she couldn't hear the worried conversation that was taking place between the adults. 

In a small pond not far from the willow tree, Prince Cal was watching over Giorgia perched on his lily pad doing a very good job. Giorgia thought he was adorable and she and Reece had started calling him Kermit that he huffed and puffed about saying it's a most undignified name for his Royal status. But she knew he secretly liked it because it always made him smile. 

Kermit had pledged his sword, which was actually just a needle to Giorgia after he deemed she had saved his life from a Heron. The bird was hell bent on snatching him up for its dinner. She hit it with one of the water balloons auntie Ginger had given her. Her auntie wasn't going to argue with that. The truth was her aim had been slightly off. She had actually been aiming for Reece's head because he had been annoying her. Hence, why Auntie Ginger had given her the balloons and told her to have at him. The Heron just merely flew in the way, when she threw it and got hit on the head and doused in freezing cold water instead and flew off squawking thus saving Kermit's life. 

Edward, Giorgia's flying horse, was eating grass nearby, also thinking all was well. But Kermit just had a feeling, he didn't understand it, but he always went with his gut instinct. For some reason today screamed at him DANGER and he just couldn't shake the feeling nor stay away from Giorgia. He watched her closely, laughing and playing, clutching her favourite pink teddy bear called Poppet. She was so pure and innocent and so was Poppet. 

The meadow Giorgia roamed was full of wild roses in many colours and all of their petals were tasteful delights. Pink petals tasted like strawberries, orange ones like peaches, white one's vanilla and the brown ones like chocolate. The roses in this meadow were like natural pieces of beautiful wispy candies. 

No one living in this magical world could have known what was about to happen. In this world, an evil event was rare and had not happened for a very long time. As Giorgia strolled through the fields with Poppet munching on rose petals, she encountered a pack of elves. Elves were a common sight in Mysteria and traveled in packs. This pack of elves took up the path where Giorgia and Poppet strolled forcing them back into the meadow. 

Now contrary to belief elves were rather short, as one would think as a dwarf was. But in Mysteria it was not the case, elves were short, really short, had really long noses and ears shaped like cauliflowers. The elves on Mysteria were friendly and lived among the people. Dwarves were relatively normal to look at just gigantically tall. 

Being how life was on Mysteria and how peaceful and happy everyone always was, Giorgia had no clue nor did Poppet not to stop and meet the group of friendly elves. These elves, as it transpired were working for a red troll. Red trolls were not like green trolls who were good. Red trolls were evil and not born, but created. They needed to cast a spell to make more of them. 

The Land of Mysteria had thought they were all gone. That's what the Fairy Queen Karen said. But, as it transpired, one still existed and he needed to make more of his kind. To do so he needed an innocent child and her teddy bear to make the spell work. 

Giorgia strolled happily over to the elves with Poppet and waved hello. They smiled and waved back. Kermit hopped closer and watched in horror through a bunch of reeds from his lily pad. The elves surrounded Giorgia and Poppet in a circle. They threw a magical elf net over her, which silenced her cries for help and began dragging her off into the forest. Kermit drew his sword and charged forward to rescue her yelling a loud war croak. He leaped forward and was promptly kicked hard mid-leap by an elf. He slammed straight into a tree breaking two of his toes and making his head fuzzy.