Chapter twenty-nine: Familiar

"Now remember, loves, be careful. Our safe house is a little bit tight for your size." True, she was the shortest in our group. The cave was not that dark, just a little bit of light would do to see the way. In front of us was a huge, circular wooden door. Pushing it open very, very carefully, Flayflay showed us the survivors of Hymnilyria. The injured elves rested beneath a soft white mat, breathing heavily. The female elves gathered all their ingredients to make medicine while the male elves carry more injured ones to a space.

The families tightened the blankets around them while some putting ice on top of their heads. The musicians played relaxing tunes in their instruments to help calm the citizens a little. They may have had an equal amount of medicine, but about their foods and drinks, is there some left? I read their minds, they're all conscious, which was good. Young elves, that were two feet tall, were crying as their elf nurses clean their wounds. All of us, except

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