I felt really hurt when I found out that I wasnt invited to the Elves with the others.
All that day, while my so called friends, were out having fun without me, I had been stuck at home studying. My parents wanted me to learn the history of our great people.
I didnt think that the pixies were that great, considering that we have lost every war. No victories, ever.
Later that day I went to the market and bought a fennel and necter ice-cream.
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The Woodland War
FantasyA bootifool story that i wrote when i was nine years old. it follows sum fantasy kids through war, love, bitchiness, creepiness and of course... sprite boi
