Welcome to Elora’s Gallery

“I walked around a hedge and saw a pond that inexplicably contained a small waterfall. I found the source of the laughter on two curved stone benches poised around it.  Rhys lay on his back on one bench, laughing and looking up at the sky. A girl looking a little bit older than me sat on the other bench, a Mountain Dew bottle in her hand. Her hair was shiny red, her eyes sparkled green, and she had a nervous smile. When she saw me, she stood up and paled a little.”

“An image flashed in my mind. The painting I had seen in Elora’s room, all dark smoke and red fires around broken chandeliers. Except the image in my mind seemed much more vivid, as if I could smell the smoke and see the fire raging, casting new shadows in the painting. The sound of glass shattering echoed in my ear.” -Wendy

“This is Förening.” Finn gestured to the hidden houses peeking out amongst the green foliage. “It is breathtaking,” I admitted. “I’m totally in awe.” “It’s all yours.” His dark eyes met mine, emphasizing the severity of his words. Then he looked away, scanning the trees. “This is your kingdom.”