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ELF WORLD
© 2014 by Anthony Durrant
It was really tough having lost an old friend like Terry Farquarson,
especially since he was last seen at the Funfair, I thought as I looked
through the things in Terry's room at his mom's request, but I hadn't
found much of anything that would tell me where he was. All of a
sudden, the wooden blocks on Terry's desk formed into the words HELLO
JACK. Then the old toy elf nearby leaped from his shelf and hit me in
the head with his spear, causing me to black out completely. When I
awoke, I find myself lying on the ground near where a group of green-
skinned giants were sitting. Rising to my feet, I walked over to them,
and one of these giant people - a woman - grabbed me by the arm and
pulled me in to join their circle. She asked me:
"What is your name, boyo?"
"My name's Jack Spratworthy!" I replied, then asked:
"Who are you, and what are you doing here?"
"We are the giants of the glen," she replied, "and we've gathered here
for a party to celebrate the solstice!"
"Wonderful!" I cried. "I need a party after what happened to poor
Terry Farquarson several weeks ago. When do we start with all of the
festivities?"
"Now!" she said as she handed me a cup of ale, which I promptly guzzled
down just as a huntress in brown leather strode into the camp. A
blonde, this powerful woman wore the hide of some sort and wielded an
awesome spear with a black crystal point. The huntress placed several
vicious looking beasties on the ground, all with mortal spear wounds in
their flanks, and proceeded to skin the animals and place the carcasses
on a spit that she put on a pair of specially cut-down saplings above
the campfire.
"LET'S EAT, GUYS!" the huntress shouted as the other giants and
giantesses formed a circle around the fire.
The giantess who'd spoken to me carved up the meat and passed out more
ale to everyone in the circle. I dug into the meat she'd given me and
found it to be absolutely scrumptious in both flavour and taste. I
gobbled the meat down and let the spokeswoman had out more of that
wonderful ale! I'd never drunk anything this good, so I said:
"This ale tastes wonderful!"
"It's our very finest battle draft!" the spokeswoman replied, and I then
guzzled down y second cup of ale. After everyone had finished their
meal, the huntress drew a flute from the big gourd hanging down from her
shoulder on a leather strap and started to play it.
Rising to our feet, we held hands and danced in a circle round the fire,
while drinking that ale and singing as loudly as we could:
I love to go a-wandering
Upon the mountain track.
I love to go a-wandering,
My knapsack on my back.
Valderi, valdera!
Valderi, valdera-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
My knapsack on my back.
All this time, I was laughing and having a wonderful time even as we
continued the giant's song:
"I love to go a-prankstering
Under the river bridge.
I love to go a-prankstering
And I don't give a smidge.
Valderi, valdera
Valderi, valdera-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
And I don't give a smidge!"
I kept dancing, drinking and singing until everything started spinning
around me and I blacked out. When I awoke the next day, I found
everybody gone and the campfire all filled in. My head was throbbing
like a drum, so I rose to my feet and stumbled toward a nearby lake and
guzzled down some of the water. Then, as my head slowly stopped
throbbing, I looked at my reflection - and was stunned to find myself
looking at the face of another giantess. That ale apparently had
mutagenic properties that I hadn't known about until now: I had long
dark hair, green skin, pointed ears, a powerful build and a healthy
figure. Realizing I had to get out of there before the others found me
again, I jumped into the lake and swam across. As I climbed out onto
the other side of the river, I noticed a giantess guarding a dock to
which a big barge was moored: it was the huntress!
"What are YOU doing here?" I cried. She said:
"Guarding my boat, Outworlder! I use it to take elves who pay my toll
across the lake to the glen. That ale of ours certainly knocked you off
your feet - you were out in two hours! We all of us had a good laugh
over that because the key ingredient in our ale is the essence of our
dead ones!"
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And then I headed away from the river toward a village that was made up
of wooden huts. Looking around, I saw the tall slender elves living and
working there. One of them spotted me and ran into a hut at the back of
the village. I was stunned when another giant, this one clad in the
dress of the elven villagers, came out of that very hut.
"Good morning!" I said, and he replied:
"And a good morning to you, too, outlander. I see you have had a run-in
with the giants of the glen and have had a taste of their battle draft
during their party."
"Yes, I have," I said, "unfortunately enough. It looks as if you've had
a run-in with them, too!"
"Yes, well, there is a toll for passing through the village," the other
giant said, "and it is the top part of the first fruit you can find in
the forest on the other side of this village!"
"It seems I haven't got a choice," I replied, "so, yes, I'll get you the
top of the first fruit I can find!"
And then I walked through the village into the forest, where I was
impressed by the size and majesty of the trees and of the larger plants.
As I passed a tree, I suddenly felt very naughty and knocked it over
with a mighty shove, scattering several animals far and wide.
"If only Terry was here, he'd help me out!" I thought.
Slowly, I began walking, searching for the fruit I had to use to pay the
toll when I got back to the village.
"Still nothing!" I said as I passed a bush growing in the lush fertile
soil of this weird new world. Then I spotted a second bush with large
round blueberries on it. Eagerly, I collected some of them and then
made my way over a rocky outcropping to another village on the other
side of the forest. This one had a large temple, into which I dashed to
avoid roasting in the noonday sun. Here, there was a tall priest
kneeling by the altar. I joined him and knelt beside him reverently,
taking care to face the altar. The idol on the altar then spoke to the
two of us:
"My priest, this woman is an outworlder and not a true giant of the
glen. Although she has transformed into one physically due to imbibing
their ale. I would like you to help her find her friend."
"Yes, Goddess Queen!" he replied.
"Woman," said the Goddess Queen, "your friend is here in this world and
is eagerly awaiting your arrival at a location that you yourself must
discover. You will be reunited with your friend there."
"Thank you, Goddess Queen, thank you!" I cried.
The priest turned to me and said:
"Jack Spratworthy, I would like to give you the map I keep hidden under
the altar. It is a map that can teleport you to someplace you've
already been - and then back again!"
He then reached into a hole at the bottom of the altar and pulled out a
map that he gave to me. I opened it up and saw this village highlighted
on it, in lurid colour. Taking the map into my possession, I thanked
him and left the temple, heading now toward the mountains in search of
my friend. After leaving the village, I consulted the map again and
found that I was standing in an open area near go o
"I don't want to go off toward the western half of the area here,
because it appears to lead into either a desert or a set of ruins, I
can't tell which!" I said to myself as I headed toward the bridge.
When I arrived at the bridge, I found that it led across another lake to
an island in the middle. Was this where I was to find Terry? I crossed
the bridge, only to be rudely surprised when a second female giant - the
spokeswoman - clambered onto the span from under the water. She smiled
at me and said:
"Good to see you again, Outlander. You're crossing my bridge, so you
have to pay the toll."
"How much do you want?" I asked her, and she said:
"The bottom part of the first fruit you see."
I had to get back off the bridge and travel west, which I hadn't
intended to do at all. Soon, I spotted the ruins of an ancient palace
built on a huge artificial hill - the only one in the whole area. When
I entered the ruined palace, I found a series of murals on the wall
that, although battered, told the story of what had been going on here
before the palace was ruined:
Apparently, the queen who had once ruled here in ancient times had been
given the powers of a goddess through the implantation of something
called an energy matrix. She'd then led her people on a colossal hunt
of the great cats "across the sea" and almost wiped out the various
feline species there before realizing she'd done a terrible thing and
went into stasis underground in the temple dedicated to her there. Her
people, who were now her worshippers, ceased all hunting of the cats and
returned to this country, where they adopted a philosophy of love and
peace, guided by a mentor who was once the Elven Prince . . . it was a
lot for me to take in, but I finished studying the murals and headed
over to a large bush I'd seen in one area. Pulling some of the fruit
off that bush, I examined them and saw that the stems were attached to
the bottom of those berries. Again turning to the east, I went all the
way back to the bridge and handed the waiting giantess the stems from
the berries. She cried:
"Hey! I can't eat these things!"
"Well, you asked for it!" I said as she stepped aside and I hurried
across the bridge to the island. There was an ancient clay hut on the
island, and when I entered it, I found a skeleton on the floor - the
skeleton of an elf, judging by the ear sockets. Its clothing had rotted
away, but there was a ring on the skeleton's finger that I took. The
ring suddenly expanded to fit my own finger as I put it on, and at the
same time, the black garnet set in it glowed brightly.
Using a bridge on the other side of the island, I crossed back over to
the mainland. Then hurried into the underbrush there. I wasn't
surprised to find another temple in the area, but this one was occupied
by an elven priestess who eagerly welcomed me there.
"I am Bellen, the High Priestess of the Chava, a tribe of elves that has
largely gone extinct except for me. The Goddess Queen warned me you'd
be coming, Jack Spratworthy, and she is never wrong. How goes your
search for your friend?"
"Not good!" I replied. "I understand he's here, since it was he who
brought me over, but I don't even know where to look for him, let alone
any trace of his presence!"
Then I noticed the big cat curled up beside Bellen.
"Looks as if y"ou've got a good friend there!" I said.
"The best!" she said. "The cats here are as long-lived as any elf, and
I found this one beside her dead mother and raised her from a tiny cub,
Jack Spratworthy. As for you, you will need to be able to defend
yourself against the creatures in the forest beyond this temple, and so
the Goddess Queen has instructed me to teach you how to fight to find
Terry!"
***
And so I began the process of becoming an acolyte of the Goddess Queen.
First, my hair was shaven off and then I went through a ceremony in
which I was stripped of my tattered Earth clothing, all of which went
into the fire. Then I put on the kirtle of the Goddess Queen for the
first time. Slowly, I learned the ancient elven art of Tambak-Chan.
This martial art involved the various weak points on the elven body, and
the idea behind it was that if you struck at a certain point on the body
of an elf, you could injure or even disable them. Soon I had picked up
the basics and was learning the harder moves. The hardest lesson of
all, however, was to learn the meditative techniques that would allow me
to suppress the impulses the giants' ale had instilled in me. This,
too, I was eventually able to learn: Bellen taught me to go deep into
myself and focus on the stars I found within. After two months of study
with Bellen, she pronounced me ready to go into the forest. Only then
did I show her the ring.
"Before I go," I told Bellen, "I would like to learn whatever it is you
can tell me about this ring."
"That is the Ring of Panthalus!" she cried. "It will protect the one
who wears it from the most terrible evils in the world. You're going to
need that ring out there!"
"Thanks, Bellen, for everything!" I cried, and then I knelt down, lifted
her off the ground with one hand, and kissed her forehead, then quietly
headed into the forest.
"Everything seems quiet!" I thought. "I don't hear any birds on the
trees, and I can't see any animals around here at all. Maybe this
forest is completely empty!"
Boy, oh boy, was I ever wrong!
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