I sat as still as possible in the green glade, deep in the ‘enchanted’ forest. I had found the magical spot weeks ago, sensing it was a place frequented by the Elves. It felt like magic; the air was stiff with magic; their magic. Of course, I had not seen even one elf, but I knew they were secretive and shy and suspicious of oafish humans like myself. I had loved the elves as long as I could remember. As I grew up, I’d re...