• Life, Its so long for those of my kind. Most of us think we cant die. Well that is the belief of most elves, but unlike them I know we can die. Most people don't like me, to others of my kind I am too depressed. I don't pretend that I will live forever, yet I am reckless. To most everyone else they think i am like most elves stuck up acting like i will live forever. Yes I'm reckless, but that is only because i know i will die, and i want to live life to the fullest. People have asked me how i know iLife, Its so long for those of my kind. Most of us think we cant die. Well that is the belief of most elves, but unlike them I know we can die. Most people don't like me, to others of my kind I am too depressed. I don't pretend that I will live forever, yet I am reckless. To most everyone else they think i am like most elves stuck up acting like i will live forever. Yes I'm reckless, but that is only because i know i will die, and i want to live life to the fullest. People have asked me how i know i will die, and well that is a long story, but i will tell it anyway. Not for the sake of others, but because some needs to know.
    I am not an old elf, but im not very young either. To tell you the truth, it all happened so long ago. Before most of you were thought of, but let me set the scene. It was a dark night in mid September. Now this was when their were only ten months in the year and September was the seventh month. It wasn't very cloudy, but Kalafi, my brother was sick. My sister, Galena, had married Dontaa, Prince of the Elves, in Mid to late April of that year. Mother and i were waiting for Father to come home from the healers with medicine for Kalafi. The door to our hut swung open, and Father came in. Soon after we had settled Kalafi in for the night there was a knock at the door. Father opened it. On the other side of the door stood a man about the hight of Father. He looked like a traveller from far away. Father invited him inside, and told him he could stay the night. Insted of thanking Father, he killed Father, Mother, and Kalafi in cold blood infront of me. I stayed quit, but stared at the man.
    "That is so you know what can be done to your kind" he said walking up to me. He place his knife above my eye then cut in a downward motion, Cutting my eye. "an that is so you never forget it or me" then he left into the night never to be seen again.
    Well that is my story think it what you will, but no long say that all Elves think they live forever.