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... e tree. The first place they went to was Alfheim where the light elves lived with Freyja's help.

Alfheim's world was nothing but a rainforest where the trees were as tall as skyscrapers. So many animals lived there, from weird-looking forest cats with very long ears and tails, deer with four stags, and birds with four wings. The air was so refreshing that they all felt relaxed which made them don't realize that they were being watched from the top of the trees.

"So, this is the l ...

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