Ah, the gnomes... wee people of size, but gigantic in heart. There was Elwick and Emmabonk Buzzbink, happily married for just a blink of an eye, a gnome's blink that is, newlyweds of 28 years. Gramble Grindneedle who grumbled, and Modmort Tosselfuse, two of the elder gents and lifelong friends of Elwick. Jokester Tock Tiltfidget, always keeping things interesting, even if the tricks he played on his friends were often unappreciated. There's Lizatink Socketberry, one of the gals, and dearest friend of Emmabonk. They had schooled together in their youth, and remained loyal friends to this very day. Mechanically inclined Fitzwright Dazzlegadget with his long stemmed pipe that didn't work, invented machines that on occasion destroyed things rather unintentionally. Then calling from memory there's Soofinkle Totterbop, a sweet little gnome; always with a helpful hand (or two), to offer. Finally, the nearly inseparable friends; always darting around, always having fun. Zazzo Dawdlebloomers, Gidrick Uberboomer, the competitive guys, and Tarazzle Flitterfritz, a bit of a tomboy who regularly defeated them both. With gnomes like these, how could Norge Hollow be anything but exciting?
I ask myself this all the time. I just did it again!