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“Sapiens!” Adam shouted joyfully and spurred Oakman down the hill to meet her.
Once the dwarves, pixies, brownies, dogs, ponies, horses and carts were all safely inside the towers, there was time for explanation. Sapiens presented Xylor, the leader of the forest elves, and Montor of the mountain elves. Both almost as tall as Adam, they were slim with long, golden hair. The light seemed to shine in their faces while their voices were sweet to the ear. No wonder, thought Emily, that legend related that elves taught the other races the art of speech and song. She looked at Xylor, who smiled at her, causing her heart to beat faster and her face redden; she looked quickly at the floor.
Sapiens led them to a bare room with wooden chairs around an oak table. There wasn’t much comfort in the
