Wednesday, March 21, 2007

A short story

A man went for a walk in the woods, like he had done many times before. He took his usual trail, which, winding around a lake, was his favorite. As he walked, he came to a place where there was a path branching off. That path had not been there last time he went this way. On a whim, he decided to follow the new path to see where it went. It was a nice, pleasent path. He couldn't imagine how it had been put here so quickly. It meandered up and around, coming to a view of the lake. The lake seemed bluer, shinyer than it had looked from down on his usual path. As he continued on, he noticed that the trees were getting taller and greener. The whole landscape was greener. There was much more vegitation; ferns here, bushes of some sort or other there. As he went on, he became aware of a hissing, roaring sound. Not a evil sound, just a powerful one. He saw below him that his path had gone from hard packed dirt to soft moss. The light shining through the trees was green and warm. He went on. The roaring sound grew louder untill he, all of a sudden, came out to a mountain streem. Before him he saw a tall water fall. Everything was so magestic. Suddenly he was starteled out of his thoughts by movement near him. Something was moving quite swiftly in the bushes. He became aware of other things moving, all of them hidden form sight. Then he heard a horn. Not a normal horn, but one that had a very tree like sound. In fact he wondered if it were just two trees rubbing togeather. Then he heard something wizz by. It was an arrow. He looked up and saw a small creature standing on a branch in a tree near him. It was holding a bow and had a quiver on his back. It had a green hat that made it look rather like a miniture robbin hood. To him, it looked like and elf or a gnome. Then, out of the bushes, there came a dwarf. Not a kind looking dwarf, but one holding a broad axe and dressed in metal armour. More elfs and dwarfs appered. Soon the place was swarming with both creatures. The dwarfs were marching in, chanting in a language he could not understand. The Elfs were swinging from vines, hopping from tree to tree. Arrows were flying. It did not take him long to realise that the elfs and the dwarfs were at war.
He did not know what to do or where to go. There was a battle all around him. So he logged out, turned off his computer and stepped outside.

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