One day a elf called Scar woke up. He stretched and went out into the forest. Whilst he was walking he thought about how lucky thy was to have all thy needed, after all elves are imortel and fair. He pondered on his thought for a while.

After Scar had gone about 5 metres he saw a queer thing: a bird, with silver feathers and eyes as green as emeralds.
Scar then relised that there were more of these features around him. "How very perculier!" he said "thy think these birds are creatures of beauty! I shall call this Teracer Wood."

Later Scar went to see cheife Forem to tell him about the birds "I think." said he "I shall call this place Scorem, wich means the land of silver birds."

So from that day forth the land of silver birds was a happy peaceful place.

The end