This is a continuation of my story that began in my post, ‘Memory,’ published a few weeks ago, also as a response to Sue Vincent’s #writephoto.

Dwarf King, Sterling Trueborn, rose to his feet and looked ahead to where the gateway between his Mountain Kingdom and the rolling fields and forests of the Kingdom of the Land Elves, stood in imposing majesty atop a slight incline.

When he had been a young King, the path to this gateway had been a wide arrow straight swathe between beautiful meadows of wheat. Only the elves, with their superior farming skills and magic, were still able to grow wheat, corn and vegetables in any capacity now. In this way they were the farmers and ‘feeders’ of the good folk.

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