A tall figure walked out from under the trees and stepped onto the path; looking back he saw a large crowed stretched out along the road. The Elf was dressed in bright blue pants and a classing yellow top. The yellow in his top went well with his blond hair and the blue pants went with his eyes.
In his hands he carried the picnic basket that had appeared strangely one night, He had almost chucked the basket way believing that is was some kind of joke but curiosity made him look deeper into the basket to find and invitation to a picnic at the Bonfire Glade.
Looking back down the path he noticed that the crowed had begun to get closer so he moved on.
Some time later he noticed pennants fluttering in the breeze and he could hear a great commotion!
Not wanting to be crushed in the growing crowed Alkanoonion decided to leave the path and moved on into the lush green fields to investigate the commotion....
[ September 18, 2002: Message edited by: Alkanoonion ]
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