A sad, old elf with a long nose and big ears, dressed in green, sits dejectedly on a mossy tree branch in the rain.

All alone, quiet and still, he sat on the highest branch of the tallest tree watching the world below. Droplets of water dripped off the end of his pudgy little nose. He wore a trim green jacket, with curved wooden buttons and a scarf woven of moss. Perched on his head was a long wrinkled hat pulled snugly down over his putty little ears. He was the elf of Mt. Albert. Small in stature, and a little pudgy He pulled down his hat tighter across and crossed his arms. No, he muttered. It's better to stay this way. Better to stay hidden better to stay invisible out of sight. See more