Story Time.

Even though we have some sort of order set up, I was looking at this page and it looked so empty, so I though to do the logical thing and post something. I have no inner mental debates I wish to share with the few reading this thus, I have decided to write a story, the ones you read in the picture books to kids at age 2? The ones that have the big ass pages so that I assume are just there to infuriate me to the point of throwing things like goats sometimes do.
SO here goes:

Once upon a time in a kingdom where people all magically looked hot all the time, even when they were in the predicament of being sick to their stomachs lived a group of elves. These elves had pointed ears and all had different 'callings' let's say. There was a fall elf with beautiful long red locks and big green eyes, she lived in the trees and blended in with the leaves. There was the winter elf who flitted across the air turning all objects she touched into a harsh cold, she had hair that was almost white and a frosty alluring presence. Then the spring elf, not quite warm though not cold like winter, some where in between a mixture of all seasons. The summer elf was something else she was a free spirit that loved to sing and dance and wore beautiful colours all the time, nothing could get her outlook on life down at any point in her small joy filled life. As you can see I have now covered all 4 seasons, but there are 2 more characters that remain. The water elf, who had blond hair and piercing blue eyes, she was untouchable, and had air about her that seemed to radiate her goddess tendencies. The last character to this not so much of a story was the ground elf, or gnome. She had long brown hair that was almost black, and was, well, some called her pretty. She, liked to sit nestled in between to tree roots inconspicuously and observe the other elfs, particularly the water elf, who had grace that the little ground elf could never capture. One day the water elf said hello, although much more eloquently, and the little elf was elated. The next day the water elf went back to being her usual unapproachable self and the small elf felt dejected and foolish for having false hope.

The end.