The Elf Queen of Shannara
'Find the Elves and return them to the world of Men!' the shade of the Druid Allanon had ordered Wren.It was clearly an impossible task. The Elves had been gone from theWestland for more than a hundred years. 'There was not even a trace oftheir former city of Arborlon left to mark their passing. No one in theWestland knew of them--except, finally, the Addershag.The blind old woman had given instructions to find a place on the coastof the Blue Divide, build a fire, and keep it burning for three days.'One will come for you.'Tiger Ty, the Wing Rider, had come on his giant Roc to carry Wren andher friend Garth to the only clear landing site on the island ofMorrowindl, where, he said, the Elves might still exist, somewhere inthe demon-haunted jungle.Now she stood within that jungle, remembering the warning of theAddershag: 'Beware, Elf-girl. I see danger ahead for you...and evilbeyond imagining.' It had proved all too true.Wren stood with her single weapon of magic, listening as (lemons evilbeyond all imagining gathered for attack. How long could she resist`?And if, by some miracle, she reached the Elves and could convince themto return, how could they possibly retrace her perilous path to reachthe one safe place on the coast`?