The Gay Elves Quest

Once upon a time there lived two young handsome elf boys. These elves loved each other. Unlike many fairytales where many adventures must take place before true love is found at last…these fine little elves grew up right next door to each other, in the tiny idyllic fairy world hamlet of Stiniel which lies on the edge of a village called Chagford which was built long ago, and still stands out in the wide, wild moorland of Dartmoor, at the Southern edge of the island of Britain. This is an ancient patchwork landscape of green and mists, of myths and legends, flowers and fields, sheep and ponies, of magic of all sorts, some light, some dark…. And of course there dwell trolls, fairies, and elves.

One of the pair of boyish elf sweethearts was named Rowen. He was quick as hare, daring and clever as a fox, with hair and eyes the red brown color of a fox as well. Rowen thought nothing of climbing up the top of the tallest oak tree to spy out all the new happenings in the forest and village and scheme that days adventures.

Briar’s temperament was as night to Rowen’s day. He was a shy one.