I've been worrying at an idea about an Elf Queen who was born early in the world's history and has seen wonders and mystery and horror and so on so many times. The first result is this silly joke. Go me! (Number 76)
When the Elf Queen was born there was no sun or moon
And you could hear the echoes of creation
So when we mortals enter asking for a boon
She may not grasp our need for rapid action.