Poppy glanced at Lindo, as if expecting him to know the new elf. Lindo indicated he didn't, but his eyes twinkled. He was enjoying finding elves in the city of men, and rested happily in the comfortable and homey presence of Poppy. With one foot in both worlds, he was happy enough with the company that despite his empty glass, he didn't want to introduce a waiter.
He smiled at Poppy, and waited for the new stranger to introduce herself. How unusual to meet an elf with red hair and green eyes, he thought. I wonder who she is descended from. He liked her patchy faded clothes and especially the tangles in her hair, and wondered what songs or tales she had to share, and whether she liked storms or not. He suspected that perhaps she did.
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...down to the water to see the elves dance and sing upon the midsummer's eve.
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