Here there are seven lands and seven seas all ruled by magic and the Circle of Magic for when the Elders of Old hold hands to form the circle it is said no power in this world can stop their will, for they keep the Heart of All. The golden sphere said to be the Source of everything including the Elders, small, the size of the heart of a man but he who wields it wieldsall the power of this world, this is why hundreds of years ago The Black Dragon and his six children sought its power, for this would have made him unstoppable but this day we celebrate for the circle, the Elves, the fairies, dwarfs, leprechauns and men all joined in battle to rip the heart from the dragon and turn him to stone, the other dragons were also turned to stone. Yet The Sight proclaimed that if men should ever build a kingdom as the immortals have their kingdoms then the dragon would rise again, thus the immortals decided that men should never have a kingdom thus for a time mortals became slaves and were treated with contempt but the Circle saw this as foolish and ended that only twenty years ago. Still men are watched with suspicion yet we are all here to celebrate this day of freedom, knowing the dragon shall never rise again….

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The streets of West Island were decorated in red and blue and were undergoing further decoration for the celebration was at hand. Many flooded the town square, Elves, fairies, dwarfs, leprechauns and men, immortal and mortal alike most of the Elves wore their green, mostly tall and slender with pointy ears and long hair for both men and women and a love for life. Sweet smells and the smells of spices perfumed the air, the town centre was laid out in the shape of a cross which had four intersecting streets and indeed it was busy. A group of humans were walking south retiring home, this group was made up of one middle aged female and her three children, two of them very young the girl Rachel only ten and the youngest Ben shortest of all was only six. The eldest trailed behind them only he kept his head and face hidden in the hooded cloak he was wearing, he knew to walk around uncovered could bring trouble, even though society had come a long way many still held old prejudices. He kept a long thin sword on his left hip just in case, he had learned to fight very early on for even at five he had to fend off bullies and when he joined the Rouge Rangers (soldiers for hire) at seventeen the captain a sword fighting champion taught him all he knew, he was only here because his mother begged him to visit for the celebration. His dark green, cloak and tall and slender appearance screamed ELF yet here he was walking in a group of humans and the woman everyone knew was his mother.