He was amazed to find he could indeed hear the sea swishing and splashing about. He opened his eyes and Kerow the stag was gone. He could hear the tap tapping of many hammers  and a stream tinkling along merrily. He was on the edge of the cliffs  with the beach far below. Close by was  a hillock of bumpy grass with holes dug out all over it. These were tiny and could only have been dug out by  rabbits. Surely this was not the Burrows that Nanny Nankervis had mentioned. He must have landed in the wrong place.

As he was wondering what to do next  a furry head popped out of one of the holes nearby. I looked like a regular rabbit. It was the normal colour; buff brown, long ears and a white cotton tail. Then another head appeared and this was no ordinary rabbit. 

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 In the fading light he was sure it was blue, not the normal colour of rabbits at all. The two began to play and scamper about in the stubby grass and where unaware they were being watched. Then Lfant felt his trunk begin to tickle and then it began to twitch. The grass pollen disturbed by the rabbit's playtime was going to make him sneeze. Oh no, when he  sneezed he really sneezed. He could blow those little rabbits far, far into the air. He turned his head away but was too late. The draught from his 'atishoo' caught up the two furry friends and bowled then over and over down a slope until they landed at the bottom of the pit. 

They were so surprise to see a green Lfant looking anxiously down on them from above that they did not have time to  be afraid and ended up laughing instead. When Lfant told them his sad story they  told him that they could not help him either but  they offered to go with him to find it.

"In this land a  blue rabbit  can only come out in the moonlight. If we can find the place where green Lfants come from they would not think a blue rabbit strange. We will take you to see the 'Old Ones'. Perhaps they know where to find it"

Now Lfant knew he was on the right track. These 'Old Ones' were the miners that Nanny Nankervis had mentioned. Surely they had lived so long and  'knew all there was to know'  that they could tell him  where his home was. Once again he picked up his suitcase as his two  new furry friends disappeared down a hole for a few seconds and popped up through another closer to the cliff. Here there was a sign saying "Footpath to the  old stamps" pointing to  track that led down  to a ruin. Alongside it ran a gurgling stream, and as the light faded Lfant could just make out faint human shadows pushing  wheel barrows towards a huge piece of iron machinery housed in a wooden shed. He realised this  was the source of the tap, tap, tapping sound he had heard. This was the 'stamps' that hammered rocks into tiny pieces so that the miners could get at the tin 

Their ancestors had discovered the secret of extracting tin from stones many moons ago and had  worked this way for centuries.  Lfant once more told them his tale of his search for his home but even with all their knowledge they could not help him. They 'knew all there was to know'  but only about tin. They suggested a visit  to the tinner's friend, Morgana. Now she was someone who lived in two worlds. By day she was happiest in the sea but in the twilight time she would visit  the rocks below and sing, as she combed her long golden  hair in the moonlight. She would soon be appearing but they would have to climb down the cliff path even further. Faintly they then began to hear sweet singing and caught a flash from below at the moon caught the glass of Morgana's mirror.

Morgana knew many things of the earth and the sea but had never seen or even heard of an Lfant before. She had seen  sea horses and sea cows, several parrot fish and even sea anemones. She had heard of flying fish and land crabs but never, never an Lfant but was very pleased to have done so at last. Perhaps her friend the Pirate Captain 'Old Caesar'  from St Ives could help. People in his home port were fond of calling each other by nicknames and he got his name  of 'Caesar' from his habit of seizing  anything of
value from any ship he captured. He had sailed the Seven Seas and seen West Barbary and the Islands of the Blest. He must know where Lfants came from.

"I see his sail on the horizon now." said Morgana
"He will be coming to stow his treasure in the tunnels that lead back from Manavor cave. If you give him a hand to unload his booty he will reward you with his knowledge I am sure. He is not an unkindly man and has obliged me in the past when his ship's anchor was blocking the entrance to my undersea home"

Slowly the sail loomed larger and larger and the splash of the anchor was heard. Morgana disappeared with a flash or her tail fin to check the entrance to her home was clear. When the pirates waded ashore the largest of them was a dark haired fellow with a laugh like a rumble of thunder. He was surprised to see the three friends calmly waiting on the sands for him to arrive. Most people ran off at the sight of him. Morgana surfaced once again and told her Pirate Captain the story of Lfant and his search and how his
rabbit friends had decided to join him in his quest.

Old Caesar thought for a minute and shook his head slowly.

" I have seen many a strange sight and heard many a tall tale but  have never, in all my born days, heard of such a one as this"

He said if they helped him unload his treasure boxes he would take them back into the far reaches of the cave to where the tunnels branched right and left

"One leads to 'Nowhere'  and the other leads to 'Somewhere'. You have to leave behind all the baggage of your past. You will not need that old suitcase anymore my friend; you are about to start a new life. Let's get to work and then I will show you the way forward"

 He was as good as his word and when all the cargo was unloaded he led them back to the darkest part of the cave. He gave them a lantern to guide them on there way and wished them 'Godspeed'
and was gone.

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