The Seven

A dusty elf groaned on the dirt as Elurin kicked his side. "Come on, Malith. Is that all you've got? I thought you were better than this. Surely you can beat one little sixteen-year-old elfling..." He moaned out an unintelligible word. "What? What's that I hear?" She made a show of leaning down and cupping her pointed ear. "Oh, of course." The girl stood up and yelled to the crowd of cheering elven warriors, "He gives up, the coward! Now, who's next?"
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A 16 year old elf girl named Elurin and a prince called Laesil leave their homes in order to save the elf race from dying out.
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