((This is what I found:
Dark elves are known for their aggression, deceit, and stealth. They are very brutal and cruel by nature, having little mercy when it comes to cheating, battling, or anything dealing with the life of another being. They have little respect for even their own kind, at times waging war against each other. However, clans are known to band together, to combat invasions and attacks by other races. They do not mix blood with other races. They lurk in dark places and love the shadows. Rarely will they come into the light for needless purposes, but it is not usually believed light will harm or weaken them. Their weakness varies upon legend, and may include excessive heat, rain, nettles, or the blossoms of some plants and trees. Dark elves generally travel in pairs or groups, as their tendencies towards cheating and theft make them targets for retaliation and violence at the hands of other races.))
Monikya looked at the teacher. She also looked around the room. She noticed that all the windows were tainted so little light got through, and that there were many posters about how cheating and stealing is bad. He seemed like a really strict teacher, no nonsense for either of the crimes.
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Monikya flipped through the book under her desk. It was a textbook, titled Creatures and Myths - fact or fake?
It mentioned a bunch of different creaures, from gods to werewolves. She moved it in between her and Tristian, so he could see to.
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Yea that would explain how we always had the weirdest things happen to us. She thought of Try's eighth birthday. Try was getting ready to blow out the candles on his cake, when a giant just of wind came in and blew out all the candles for him. Monikya was standing in the corner, watching him, pretending to blow out her own candles. Remember your birthday? She flipped through the book, stopping on a page with a very odd title. What does that say?
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Monikya looked over at Try. What does that mean? She pulled the book a little closer and read some weird word that started with a D. It had a lot of accent marks, and looked really weird. How do you pronounce that? Under the weird word, there was a translation.
Monikya put the book away. But instead of putting the book back under her desk, she slipped it into her bag. *I will read this later* She decided. She looked over and saw that Tristian looked tense. And also how he snapped at her....something was up. What's wrong? She asked. She was kinda afraid what he would say though.
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Monikya looked at her brother, then looked away. He had been acting weird all day. She heard the bell ring, and - without giving Tristian another look - dashed out of the class to English down the hall.
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Monikya turned around to see her brother, holding her wrist, his eyes begging. He walked with her, talking. "Its ok." She muttered. She didn't understand what it was, but she was feeling kinda the same way. But still, Tristian had been acting weird. She continued to walk to English, clinging her books to her chest.
Monikya sat next to Tristian and pulled out the textbook from the last class. She flipped to the page with the Dark Elves. "Do you think this is real?"
Monikya put the book away, and listened to the teacher's high heels clomp into the room.
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