Elysia: (grumpily) I can't believe we're all pregnant at the same time. It's like a conspiracy or something. Luna: Oh, come on, Elysia. It can't be that bad. We'll have a little army of tiny night elves soon. Elysia: I know, I know. But it's just so strange. I mean, what are the chances of all of us getting pregnant at the same time? Celia: (joining the conversation) I heard some whispers among the elders. They think it might be some sort of enchantment or blessing from Elune. Elysia: Enchantment? Blessing? Are they serious? I don't remember signing up for this! Iris: (giggling) Well, it's not like we have much of a choice, do we? We'll have to embrace this unexpected gift. Luna: I must admit, it is a bit exciting. We'll have a whole generation of little ones growing up together, just like we did. Elysia: (sighing) I suppose you're right. But how are we going to manage? We all have our tasks and responsibilities in Shadowglen. Celia: We'll figure it out, Elysia. The entire community is coming together to support us. We're never alone in times like these. Iris: And who knows, this might be a blessing in disguise. Our children will bring new life and hope to our beloved Teldrassil. Elysia: (softening) Maybe you're right... I just needed a little convincing. Thank you, all of you, for being here with me. Luna: That's what friends are for, Elysia. We're in this together, no matter what. (The group of night elves share a warm smile, their worries momentarily pushed aside as they prepare for the arrival of their little ones.)