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As we walked I could tell we were getting closer to the Dwarfs. I could see the fence around there houses and I could hear them talking. I could also tell someone was watching us. She was a Dwarf peering through a hole in the fence at us. I couldn't see her but I could feel her watching us. Then I heard her turn and leave. Her footsteps were very loud and almost hurt my ears. 
Like an gajah I thought. 
"Could the Dwarfs help us?" I asked my mother. 
"I suppose they could." berkata my mother. 
She went to the front where the leader of the group was. She spoke to him then came back. 
"We're asking them for help." she said. 
The leader knocked on the gate.  Someone opened it and we went in. The Dwarf town was small and all the houses were squished together. It seemed there was always someone talking where as in Brillindier (the Elf town) there's mostly silence. The Dwarf town also had less plants and animals. 
"there's no animals." I said. 
"Yes." berkata my mother. "The Dwarves don't want them here. I'm going to go with the other adults now. anda stay here."
I nodded and she left. But after a couple minuts I didn't want to stay so I wandered off. 
I felt a tug at my baju and looked down. There was a Dwarf looking up at me. She had straight brown hair and zaitun skin. She was probobly about 16 but she was so short she seemed younger. 
"Hello." I said. 
"Hi!" she said, exited. 
I suspected 'hi' meant the same as hello. 
"What's your name?" I asked. I berkata this in Elvish so she just looked at me. I wasn't sure how else to ask that because I didn't know how to say that in Dwarvish. The Dwarf suddenly grabbed my hand and led me away. She took me up to one of the houses. She took me inside. I had to itik because the ceiling was so low down. The house was brighter than I was used to and it had a lot lebih colours.  
The Dwarf girl showed me her room, the kitchen, the living room, and the dinning room. In Brillindier all the houses are one room. There's the counters on two sides. Then there's the door and in one corner the beds and there's a meja, jadual in the middle. It felt weird having rooms that anda have to go through to get to the other room. 
The Dwarf girl asked me something. She berkata name in the sentence so I suspected she asked me my name. 
"Airune." I said. 
She berkata something but all I could understand was 'Fidget.' I decided her name was probobly Fidget. Just then the door lit on fire. Someone was attacking. 
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