A Land Far Away

Dusk. The sights and sounds and very texture of the night began to emerge in the forest. Softly at first, the nearly magical voices of the elves, his own house, rose to echo gently through the trees. Moonlight cut through the canopy wherever it found room, bathing the forest floor in a silvery glow....

You mean thats not a reason to love? Hrm....

Woah... and as soon as I post, the tally goes *way* of course!

So far the odds are overwhelmingly in favor of Misty. So either she's tricking us all, or really is all sweet and cuddly.