No one ever noticed, in a hole of a tree in the woods, not only bits of wood or nasty bugs, there is also a tiny tribe of creatures known as the Demus. Each Demus, only the size of a pen cap, looks like a kid with dragonfly wings. Many of them are digging Demus caves, which is a small hole, big enough for a Demus to crawl in and rest in it. Each day, Demuses fly out into the woods, looking for food. Sometime they’ll see fig hanging brightly purple on a tree, that is their favorite, they use their tentacles to know which way to go home, then, have a feast with their family.

Today, is a special day. Instead of Demuses digging Demus holes, or flying in the woods, looking for food, they where walking towards The Mushroom Hill (that is a hill covered with gigantic mushrooms), all fancily-dressed, all humming a joyful song. When they arrived, they jumped on to a mushroom and  bounced onto a bigger one, as they bounced their way up to the hill, the mushrooms get bigger and bigger  until, they bounced onto a platform with a mushroom as big as a mountain that has a door twice the size of an elephant. Beside the door there is a button, two of the Demuses pushed the button hardly, the door bell rang. After a few seconds, the door opened slowly and heavily. A big shadow was above them, it was a troll. The Demuses looked at each other, and followed the troll into the giant mushroom. As they fly down the passage, they saw a light, that light is from a big room, full of different kinds of creatures, from cyclops to fairies.

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