....We were awakened at dawn by our hostess, a fairy
named, ironically, Pixie. She told us that the decision
had been made, and we were to be allowed to travel with
her to another lnd, called Middle Earth. There, we would
be given access to the records of the Elves, and we
would be allowed to take notes on certain parts.
"Certain inconsistencies in the legends that have made
their way out of Middle Earth since ancient times need
to be corrected. The Council of Elrond has decided that
since you have done such excellent work with the gnomes,
and with my own race, that you can be trusted to set
the story straight."
We were both readers of Tolkien,so to learn that in
fact the Council of Elrond existed outside of his imagination
startled us, but no more so than the discoveries that
we had already made concerning races that most people
considered fictional.
We ate a hearty breakfast - fairies, despite their slender
appearance, are quite energetic folk, and therefore
eat rather more than you might suspect, to compensate
- and then started on our journey...