“And one bold elf said, ‘What about the King himself? Down in the barrow? What do you think he will say?’‘Something like this,’ said Peaseblossom, hurling a feathered arrow at the elf, striking him down. Injured, but not dead. Good, Peaseblossom thought. More fun for me later. He gestured to his warriors and the stricken elf was dragged away. ‘To hell with the King!’ he said, and this time there was no argument.Every elf knew that Peaseblossom wanted a showdown with the world of humans, of dwarf...s and goblins and all the other peoples, wanted elves to run free and fierce through that world once again.‘We have been elves since the dawn of time,’ Peaseblossom thundered. ‘Too long have humans had the upper hand. Upstart goblins will feel our wrath! The hootings of mechanical rubbish will be swept away! We will take back the world we have been denied!’ He smiled, and added softly, ‘Those who are not with us will suffer.’In the world of the train and the swarf, iron could kill elves.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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