The Elves

Intro

Her skin glittered like melted gold of the dark bronze metal.

His skin the colour of charcoal. In the sun it shone like black diomand.

The originals, they were called.

The sun cast them as its own.

The sun people.

Bright as day, their personality shined, ears pointy as needles, clothes taylored by nature itself.

Mother earth protected them, sheltered them.

Coils, curls and links shielded they're heads.

Colours of the rainbows and hues crossed the skies and moons.

Shades of skin of all complexions.

The humidity melted the cold, the breeze.

Warm.

Heaven.

They would have called it.

But on earth.

This is where the story of history would begin.