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The elf moved over the lawn, his pointed ears alert for the slightest noise.

Elves avoid humans whenever possible: they can’t bear the relentless hum and screech of electricity and Wi-Fi signals. This elf was on a rescue mission, so had to come closer to a house than ever before.

Soft-footed, he drifted towards the house. A soft pleading whine from the darkest shadows reached his ears. Content brightening his narrow face, the elf flitted to the threadbare kennel.

‘Come with me, boy’ he whispered. He unchained the thin, shivering dog who followed him willingly towards the forest.

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    Alex Munro about 8 years ago

    So that's where all of the dogs go when they go missing! Well written.

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    Iarwain Olofsson about 8 years ago

    What a beautiful idea.
    So many dogs over here _existing_ but not living.

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    D.M. about 8 years ago

    No doubt elves, when the dog goes out barking at seemingly nothing in the night air. Good drabble.

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    Liz Milne about 8 years ago

    Thanks everyone! :)

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