Chris G
2010-01-23 11:32:59 UTC
Suddenly, the music stopped and everyone of the strange beings glared at Gregory resentfully. gregory suddenly realized what these people were. They were forest Elves! He knew he had interrupted a ceremony and faced certain harm.
The leader of them was an exquisitely beautiful female with bright purple eyes and a shapely form. Her calm demeanor wiped away any apprehension Gregory had felt. "What is your name, mortal?"
"Gregory...Gregory of Waterdale."
"Gregory of Waterdale", the Elven woman said sternly. "You know the penalty for witnessing a Dance Ritual without consent? You must answer a riddle to leave unharmed. A wrong answer means certain death."
"What is the riddle?" Gregory asked nervously
"What is more precious than gold and diamonds and even love or life itself?"
"Power?'
You are wrong!!! The answer is mercy, and you shall have none!!!"
The Elves shouted in crazed fury and fell upon Gregory, tearing him to pieces.
The End.