Once upon a time there lived five
gnomes. They each lived a different life in a different place for a different
amount of time. However, the thing they had in common was an unexplainable urge
to add a new plot to their autobiographies, to put their for-centuries-collected
skills and knowledge to a good use and go to a land far far away.
They packed their biggest tiny backpacks, said farewell to their gnome families and forest fairy friends, each jumped on the back of a seagull and flew into an unfamiliar direction.
This is where their stories intertwine. Turns out all the seagulls were going the same way; they dropped all the gnomes at the same place – a magical castle surrounded by forests and hills. The castle was home for many, no matter big or small, young or old, beginner or advanced, from this planet or another. All the residents of the castle warmly welcomed the gnomes with open arms and open hearts. The castle was a place where a helpful hand was given first and questions asked afterwards.
The gnomes spent most of their time by leaping into ventures, by using their unique magical abilities to add new colours to the already bright surroundings, by creating connections with the other residents of the forests and hills and by trying to learn the extraordinary language the local beings communicate in.
They taught and they learned, they lost and they gained, they cried and they laughed. Their journey has only just started. Not even the most knowledgeable of wizards can imagine, what awaits the gnomes on this never-ending river of adventures that flows through the garden of the castle.

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