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    The Deeds of Elvin Fairwind.
    The Deeds of Elvin Fairwind.
    The Deeds of Elvin Fairwind.
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    The Deeds of Elvin Fairwind.

    By Ellen Dudley

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    The Elf Fairwind flees with her clan from their dying home planet to the planet Grantor where she experiences war with goblins, the problems with humans, and magical dealings with wizards and Dragons.
    And how far would you go to incite war after years of peace, a peace now threatened by an old enemy, and, with your parents lulled into a false sense of security believing that peace would eventually ensue, to what lengths would you go.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherXinXii
    Release dateFeb 6, 2018
    ISBN9783961421640
    The Deeds of Elvin Fairwind.
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    Ellen Dudley

    The author Ellen Dudley lives with her husband and two small daughters in a small town in Germany near the Dutch border after writing, co-writing and editing over forty books of different genres with her father, author Thomas Jason Edison. The genres are: Fantasy. Science-Fiction. Science-Fiction-Fantasy. Crime Thrillers, and tales of the Holocaust.

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      The Deeds of Elvin Fairwind. - Ellen Dudley

      Fantasy.

      The Deeds of Elvin Fairwind.

      By

      Ellen Dudley.

      Copyright © 2010 Ellen Dudley.

      BeccaMina@t-online.de

      Edited by Thomas Jason Edison.

      Published 2010 by T. J Edison and E. Dudley

      Cover design copyright © 2015 by G. W. Steen.

      E-Book ISBN: 978-3-96142-164-0

      GD Publishing Ltd. & Co KG, Berlin

      E-Book Distribution: XinXii

      www.xinxii.com

      The authors and designer assert their moral right under the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act, 1988, to be identified as the author or authors of this work.

      All rights reserved. Without limiting the rights under copyright reserved above, no part of this publication or design may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise) without the prior written permission of both the copyright owner, the designer and the above publisher of this book. This is a work of fiction.

      Dedications.

      I dedicate this book to my Mother, and also to my Father; author Thomas Jason Edison, for his help and guidance, for editing, proofreading and publishing this YA fantasy adventure.

      Acknowledgements.

      I would also like to thank author and designer Gretchen Steen with her help in constructing the book cover.

      Table of Contents

      Chapter One.

      Chapter Two.

      Chapter Three.

      Chapter Four

      Chapter Five.

      The Fate of Camborin Evenchor.

      Chapter One.

      Chapter Two.

      Chapter Three.

      Chapter Three.

      Chapter Four.

      The Travels of Elvin Fairwind.

      Chapter One.

      Chapter Two.

      Chapter Three.

      Chapter Four.

      Chapter Five.

      Chapter One.

      Departure.

      Fairwind gazed in wonder at the shifting constellations. Her mind connected with her mother’s, ‘It’s beautiful, Mother,’ her eyes reflecting the heavens, as the host of ghost-like figures sped through the void.

      ‘The universe is beauty abound, my dear child,’ replied Lady Oberinia.

      ‘Look at all those stars, Father.’

      ‘They are suns,’ said Lord Farinor.

      ‘Suns, you mean real warmth-giving suns?’

      ‘Yes, and they will have planets like ours,’ said her mother.

      ‘But there are so many. Which one will be ours?’

      Her father said, ‘Xenifir will decide, for that is where she is taking us now.’

      Their surroundings changed and they circled a brilliant white sun and halted before a green and blue orb.

      Oberinia pointed. ‘There it is. It looks just like ours.’

      As they closed in and orbited the planet, they saw one complete land mass with its polar caps.

      Fairwind clasped her hands together. ‘The land is fruitful, no desert wastes, but part of it is solid ice.’

      Farinor smiled at her. ‘It’s the sea; it has frozen over for the winter and is broken in places. Look, there are hundreds of rivers and many lakes and mountains and forests.’

      Their surroundings changed once again and they breathed air once more.

      Fairwind gazed at the surrounding greenery. Where are we now?

      Oberinia placed a hand on her shoulder. In a forest through which a river flows, the right place for River-elves, and the forest welcomes us, can you feel it?

      All three listened to the planet’s spirits.

      Fairwind breathed in deeply, her senses tingling with the fragrances of flowers in bloom, and exhaled with a sigh. The inhabitants, mortals, call this place Alberland, said Oberinia, "and the planet is named Grantor, meaning life, or living."

      It reminds me of Herinor, our own planet, said Fairwind and a tear ran down her cheek as she followed her parents walking on soft green grass to the fringe.

      Herinor is dying, my child, the sun is dying, and that is why we left.

      They reached their objective and looked out over the land. On their left a river ran out of the forest and onwards across a rolling, grassy plain. Dark mountains rose in the distance and a Fairwind said, Look, do my eyes deceive me or is that a castle?

      Yes, said Farinor, his eyes intense, Castle Gorbil is its name, but it is empty, it is a ruin.

      Oberinia said, It is centuries old and I sense no life within.

      Fairwind asked Are we all here, all the elves?

      Oberinia’s eyes glistened as she said, No, the other clans have gone where their rune stone took them.

      What about our unicorns and pixies, are they here too? she asked, turning back to the depths, her eyes searching.

      Farinor grinned. Yes, he said, and all the wildlife from our forest on Herinor.

      And the fish? she asked.

      Yes, of course, said Oberinia, every living thing from our lake, the birds in the trees and the bees -.

      Fairwind pulled up her skirt as she ran off saying, Then I must find the river or stream or lake…

      Farinor called out to her in vain, Fairwind.

      Oberinia smiled and said quietly, Let her go, she can survive much better than we.

      But she’s only a child, she’s barely into puberty, he said, his eyes wide.

      She’ll be eleven on the morrow, she said and laid a hand on his shoulder.

      He nodded and looked to the ground. And her powers are already ten times greater than ours.

      So, you noticed it too.

      Yes, I felt her strength as we combined ours with Xenifir for our flight, he said.

      She’ll make a strong queen one day.

      And a mother too, he added.

      Come, we must begin building our homes in the trees, she said. They are quite tall aren’t they?

      *

      For her people, Xenifir had chosen a virgin forest that climbed half-way up a green mountain from whose base, in a small clearing, sprung a crystal fountain, at the bottom of which Xenifir was concealed by in invisibility. The fountain flowed into a stream that moved on to become a river as other streams from the mountain joined it, some after falling from emerald cliffs, others by flowing out of the mountain’s fissures or grottos where pixies dwelled. The river formed a lake in the middle of the forest where the creatures of the water lived. The fish, and mussels and sweet water crabs fed the animals of the forest, and the elves too, and the river meandered on and on and on towards the horizon and into the sea.

      The elves built their homes amongst the highest branches of the giants of the forest, trees so tall that they touched the passing clouds. And they lived and prospered in peace, caring for the forest animals when they were injured, and feeding them until they could fend for themselves, be it a tiny field mouse, a fierce wolf or a giant bear.

      Chapter Two.

      Five years on.

      The wind stirred the uppermost branches; Oberinia woke up from a deep sleep. She looked at her husband standing at the open window as he gazed out over the tree tops

      ‘Did you sense it too?’ She asked

      ‘Yes, it is he." He answered.

      ‘And she.’

      "Yes.’

      Oberinia’s heart hardened. Gorlac the last of the Hydrian wizard clan, the flying sorcerers, had arrived, obviously by the same method as the elves, and that being by the power of the mind.

      Oberinia and Farinor descended after breaking their fast and called the elves to council. This took place in the clearing dominated by the crystal fountain.

      Farinor opened the meeting. Why we are gathered here you all know. Gorlac and his sister Therbok have arrived. We assume they will take abode in the old castle in the mountains.

      Galinoras, one of the youngest elves said, They will enslave the mortals, they always do.

      Gantorinia, one of the experienced female archers said, We should destroy them as soon as we can.

      Oberinia said, He will have brought his goblin army with him.

      Brandor, a warrior veteran said, The more the merrier, my arrows still fly true.

      Galinoras stood up. "He will send

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