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A dark, smelling, cold fog crawled through the Elfin gardens searching. That mess of bitter fog prowled, up turning houses and drown their circle of laughter! Then where the older Troll children live on top of the bridge, a humongous uproar was heard and a fight. Seems that Troll Caunte found out that Troll Grunda Faye hid a Sherrie in her house. The Sherrie, Troll Caunte, and Troll Grunda Faye have disappeared from the Oakgrove garden. The bitter fog seems to have vanished as well as Hornet Warriors. The Queen Mother of the Ponds with the Hornet Warriors arrived for her daughter, the Princess Vasalisa. -------------- From an old Russia Folktale, which is enhanced, reimaged, embellished and modified.
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Ophelia

Have you ever walked outside at night? When it's so dark and you can't see a thing at first? I often do that and I'm never afraid. Because I know that after a while my eyes will adjust to the dark and I will be able to make things stand out. I'm always safe. I always know where I am. But not today, it was so dark, all I could see was a suffocating darkness around me. Aria my wolf huffed in annoyance when even she couldn't see a thing or couldn't pick up a scent around us. 'Ophelia, what's happening?' she muttered. 'I don't know' I whispered back aloud. The words had barely left my mouth when I heard something running quickly in our direction. I ran, not knowing what direction I was going. I tripped over something and fell flat on my face. Feeling a presence behind me I screamed and tried to crawl away...

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