Wait, I'm not a boy
"And an elf." he says
"An ELF?"
"Yes. An elf." He says as he produces a mirror. you look at yourself and see that you are beautiful, though you neve thought about that before. You have shoulder-lenth auborn hair and green eyes. You're skin is pale, maybe naturally, but you would still look pale even if your skin color was a pale peach. You are dressed in a teel tie(in the front)tunic and jeans. You have a large, somewhat thin, light blue overshirt that, if buttoned up, could be long enough to be a sort dress.
Suddenly, a hansome boy, about 13, which you think is your age, comes up to the man with you.
"What are you doing now, Nightmare Maker?" He sneers "Trying to drag some poor girl away to satify your cravings?"
The man's eyes are cold and blazing at the same time now. "I am a guide, nothing more."
You are now unsure who to trust. Both are saying "Come with me, he is the lier!" Who do you trust?
