This is a little story. I'll start it, and you continue it in the comment section. Don't let it die!!!!
It was no ordinary feast. The guests knew this. All of the Elves and Dwarves made merry amoungst themselves. All at the expense of one poor creature.
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A little hint - don't reveal all of the information at once. That will kill the story.
what info? i don't have any! anyway.....the wee creature crawled away from all the men and curled itself up in a corner and cried till it's eyes were shot and it's face blue as blue ever was. In this sad state it kept to itself until a pretty young girl skipped up to it and peered curiously, through long green lashes, into its bloodshot eyes.
"Ello?" she said with concerned curiosity......
Uh oh. This could turn ugly. A pretty face is not what he needs at this moment.
Anyway, back to the story...
The creature made no sound. He merely raised his head and looked deeply into her eyes.
Not that pretty faces aren't good...
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