The Elf Girl
she just interrupted my question only to correct my vocabulary, “I thought only two elves could have an elfen child?”
    “That’s right,” she said, pausing and looking at me in the way a teacher would look at a kindergartener who was being informed playtime was over. “Ramsey, you are adopted.”
    Surprisingly, I found myself nodding. It actually wasn’t a real shocker, considering my looks and all.
    “Your parents found you on their doorstep fourteen years ago with that necklace around your neck,” she revealed, pointing her finger.
    I placed my hand over my name necklace, the token I always wore, feeling a connection to it as if it were a part of me.
    More importantly, I knew now that it wasn’t just a gift from my adoptive parents, but a parting gift from my real parents, who, apparently, were elves. Suddenly the connection I had with it felt stronger, more significant.
    “When no one came forward as your parents, they adopted you. They had no idea you were an elfen.”
    “They took me in even though I was so weird looking?”
    “Yes,” she confirmed. “Your ears were only slightly pointed then. They grew more as you grew older.”
    “How do you know all of this?” I asked, surprised by the fact that she knew so much about me, and I so little about her.
    “I knew your parents and your sister.”
    “You know Dina?” I inquired.
    “No, Ramsey. I knew your elfin parents and sister.”
    “Elfin?”
    “That’s a term for more than one elf,” she informed me.
    “Oh. So I have an elfen sister too?”
    “Yes, her name is Zora.”
    “What about my parents?”
    “Their names were Carlow and Alanna. But they disappeared many years ago, when you were still very young.”
    “Why?”
    “I don’t know, but I know it has something to do with you. Something concerning you made them take you here, and then disappear.”
    “So, even as an elfen I am different. Even as an elfen, I’m unique.” I fought back the urge to start crying. Here I thought I would finally feel normal.
    “More than you know.”
    “Tell me more, Addison.”
    “All right, well I don’t know that much about you. I was young when everything happened. After you were born, your mother kept you hidden for some unknown reason. I never understood it; no one really has. I was only one at the time, so I am saying only what I heard years later from others. Your sister was my age as well. You weren’t let out of the house very often. No one knew why. I was told later that your parents were protecting you.”
    “Protecting me from what?”
    “No one knows. All we do know is that it was something important. It was a secret . Some secret you had that made your parents want to keep you hidden from everyone, even their closest family and friends.”
    “How did I end up here?”
    “Elves don’t live in this world, Ramsey. You are one of a few. We have our own world. A Realm, created ages ago for elves to seek refuge from humans. They never accepted our ways in this world. We had to make our own. Your mother and father found they had to take you out of the Elf Realm. Again, no one really knows why, except for the part about your secret. No one outside your family knew what it was, only your parents and Zora.
    “Your parents brought you here when you were only a year old. When they returned to the Elf Realm, they wouldn’t say anything about where they left you, but everyone knew. They just didn’t know why . Three more years passed, and your parents disappeared. They just left one day and didn’t come back, and Zora was left alone. My mother took her in to live with us. Our house wasn’t very crowded since my father passed, and our families had always been close. Zora told me that she knew why your parents took you to the Human Realm and why they left her behind when they disappeared, but she said she would never tell. It was a secret. She was full of them, secrets, and felt she had to guard them with her life. She knew why you needed

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