A thousand questions surged in Enya's mind, but she would not have the chance to ask them.
Clopping boots descended the stairs, attached to a large and gruesome creature. They were tall, at least seven feet, and seemed to glide over the ground rather than walk. The long, muted gray, robe they wore trailed the ground and hid their feet.
Though, Enya would not have been surprised if the creature floated like some monster from a horror movie without any feet.
As it drew closer, she found it was an elf, but one who looked as if someone had sewn them together like a patchwork doll. Part of their neck had scales running down from their chin and into their tunic. Above a long and crooked nose sat one golden eye and one blue. Their hair seemed to be made of spiderwebs.
Enya looked back to t
