Sun Mote Copse The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society

"Hey, Eljay! Congratulations on you and Wildfire!" Wraen greeted the shyest of Blackthorn-gang cordially and hoped that he would not get embarrassed right before the meeting had even started. Feeling that way never helped with creativity and this was... in a way a one of a kind learning opportunity for him. 

Soon after Epic appeared and she reassured: "Oh, no - you have not missed anything. With you here we can begin. On that note - make yourselves comfortable." She lied down and crossed her forepaws in front of her, looking a bit like a professor. "We have gathered here today to lead Eljay into the wonderful world of story-telling. After all - he is the one, who wil soon have to entertain a bunch of little mini-elfies," she added smiling.

"We have a whole evening ahead of us and there are many things we could do. For instance - share our favourite stories from childhood. Or, we can play a story-making game - Round Robin is my personal favourite, but there are variations of it as well. Say... "How did this come into the world?"" she listed all she had in mind and looked expectantly from one person to the other. "Do you have any other suggestions?"