Some elves say I, Elisa Evergrove, get it easy being the most powerful elf or mage plant or not. They say I easily ended the war. I did end the war, but there was a lot more pain and grief than comes to eye.

Chapter 1 – Coming

When I was 10:

Boom!

Thunder rumbled in the distance. Weather Elves coming to take Pi* to war. But Willow* wouldn’t let them take Pi, would she?

Willow and Pi were in the library talking. I wanted to listen but I was not stealthy. I could use my powers, but I was bad at it! I had to choose.

I concentrated trying to grow a sunflower. The sunflower popped up right in my face, smacking me in the jaw. “OWW”

I could if I wanted to use the plant like a drone. I could make it move without being there, like a drone but it could only get distracted as though it was a dog.

I made a thorn bush the same way because after all the thorn bushes are more likely not to get distracted.

Chapter 2 – Gone

Boom, Boom, Boom!

The weather elves where here to collect Pi. Willow gave Pi a worried look and they left the library. I stopped using my drone power and I rushed down the stairs.

Right as I got down the stairs, Pi opens the door. “Pi, don’t go!” I begged.

“El,” Willow said, this warningly and yet her words were dreadful with fear. She touched the ground and moved her hand upwards, quickly making a vine wrap around my feet.

As I stood there, tears falling from my eyes, I could see a dark blue carriage that Pi is stepping into. Through the window I see the horns of the other elves. The driver is covered in a navy cloak and the only parts showing were his horns. There were three horses have long wet manes the color of pure white lightning. Their pelts were the same color as the carriage.

All of the sudden, the carriage started moving. “No!” I sad as the carriage started to gather speed.

I broke through my vines and dashed out into the open door. The carriage rattled down the street after street, but I was losing ground. My tiny legs could not keep up. Yet I followed it to the edge of town where I could run no more. “Pi-i-i–i-i !” I sobbed as I watched the carriage as it made its way out of my sight.

I slowly turned around. My head was hanging low. My chest felt heavy and I started to cry. “Why did he have to go? Why did the Fire elves keep trying to seize us? Why did this happen?”

Lost in my sorrow, I slowly began the long trudge home. Yet what was home without Pi? The trees seemed to share my sorrow. Their trunks bent low, their branches sagging.

I saw a sign that said, “Maplecrest.” I was home. I opened the door. There was salad on the table. Willow gave me a sorrowful look. I had no appetite. I went straight to ben in my sorrow. I tossed and turned, unable to find sleep. When I did finally sleep, my dreams were filled with rushing water and booming storms.

When I awoke, I activated my “drone” power and immediately I could see as if I was standing where the thorn bush was. I swapped to the sunflower and the same thing happened, but with the sunflower. I had them move in a single file out of my room. As they passed the rose bush, the thorn bush halted.

I sighed. Usually the sunflower was the one who got distracted. I swapped to the thorn bush and had them go down to the laundry door where I could listen.

“My dear Willow, I don’t want to go to war,” said Pi. “But they have asked me to and I can’t disobey them!”

“I know, Pi, but I want you here and I don’t want you to get hurt,” said Willow.

BOOM, BOOM, BOOM

It sounded like thunder was knocking on the door. The Weather Elves are here!

*pi = Dad  *Willow = Ma