“Another one?” the gardener asked. “You’d think they’d have learned.” He looked at the young woman sleeping under the elder tree.
“I found two little ones sitting in the faerie ring the other day,” the sutler replied. “No sign of parents nowhere, neither.”
“What did you do?” the gardener asked.
“Shooed them out,” the other elf answered. “They need peace, but here is not the place for them”
They hadn't always come here willingly. Once humans had feared faerie; now their world had turned on them. They looked at the world of humans, just beyond the elder, and they sighed.
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