//------------------------------// // Duwende // Story: The Crowded Library // by SuperGiantRobot //------------------------------// I live in the Pink-haired Yellow One’s house. She is a four-legged one and a kindly spirit. I respect kindness, particularly towards the animals of the forest, for though many eat us, many more do not and are friends to me and my kind. Her house is always warm, both with heat and affection and it is a fine place to stay. I have taken it upon myself to help the Pink-haired Yellow One in what ways I can, whether by ensuring she finds what she is looking for when needed, or helping heal her animal friends. She believes her skill at healing is entirely her own, and this is very nearly true - she is indeed quite skilled. I simply encourage the healing she does to work more strongly and faster than normal.   She has many visitors from he forest and feeds them well, so my belly is always full. The Pink-haired Yellow One has a pet of her own. She calls it ‘Angel’ and it is a rabbit. It treats her with great disrespect - as a guest to her home, it should be more mindful of her feelings.   I pinch it sometimes in my anger, but it either doesn't feel it or just ignores me. The Pink-haired Yellow One has a handful of friends, who are also four-legged ones like her: The Yellow-haired Orange One, the Purple-haired White One, The Double-pink One, The Rainbow-haired Sky-colored One and the Dark-haired Purple One. They visit the Pink-haired Yellow One often. They call her “Flootashee,” but I prefer my name better - it is easier to say and remember. The Double-pink One knows of me - when I first saw her, she saw me in turn, and gave me a wink and a grin. She appears to keeping me her secret, however, as opposed to telling the others. I can smell powerful magic from her, though the others cannot sense it. The Dark-haired Purple One has much magic as well, but her magic does not smell like the Double-pink’s does - sweet with the scent of honey and pure joy. I like her almost as much as my Pink-haired Yellow One. The Pink-haired Yellow One is afraid of many things and I like to think I guard her from her fears in my own small way, but her soul is as powerful as a mountain is tall. She keeps it's power hidden until she needs it and then hides it away again when she doesn't. Truly she is powerful, but she does not gloat or boast or attempt to intimidate and when she uses her strength it is always for the sake of another, never for her own.  And I respect that as well. I am a duwende - a house-elf - and have never truly had a home, as my kind travel from house to house forever and always, helping those whose homes we visit, before travelling to the next. But from what I have seen from my Pink-haired Yellow One, I think I shall choose to travel no longer.