I'm still here

Nieni: I had to write it. I'm serious, I HAD TO! The little green cute guy was banging on the inside of my head, forcing his way out, giving me a migraine in the process...

Nite: It was very interesting to watch, I must say.

Nieni: nods I did some pretty impressive imagery here too. I'm proud of it!

In the middle of the ancient, Elfairy Forest, a deep rooted, large tree grows high above the rest from a clearing. Reaching eight miles across, it's massive form dwarfs those next to it. The tree's trunk is completely smooth and branchless, except for barely visible handholds on the left side and a strange, small design on the left, looking like it was drawn by a child. A single vine droops in a loop, stopping halfway down the tree's length.

Reaching the top, an impenetrable barrage of leaves and branches blocks any further access from anyone other than the most agile. Though, if you get through, you find that the branches draw back in the middle, creating a sort of hollow of leaves, and the trunk comes to a stop, it's surface slightly curved... forming a circular room...

Moss covers the 'floor' of the room, acting as a sort of rug, the looped vine tied around a foot thick branch reaching straight out of the middle of the dome room and up, past the branches and leaves, curving into a rounded end.

Clutching the very top of the 'pole', looking out over and past the forest, is a young man. Straight dark green hair, stopping at his chin, frames his pointed light green face and highlights his puppy brown eyes, mischievous, yet strangely innocent.

The youth grins, his furry, and somewhat large, pointed ears rotating as he catches the sound of men roaming the forest... his forest... the forest of his long-lost people... The Elfairies... The mischief makers, yet once most beloved, of the magical kingdom of Cleotopia'Lievia.

Uncurling his long cat-like tail from the 'pole', Jev, the last of the Elfairy, dives down through his tree, following the sound to it's source...