hero

i wish i found a village full of little people, with three foot tall doors and little chimneys lit in the winter. i wish i could find this village while hiking in the Appalachians, hiding there for a couple of centuries amid the trees and the bears that once in a while come to feed. i would find the village fenced up in relatively tall sharpened timber, broken only by a gate on the west side of the village.
i would like to have a friend with me and conspire against the village. He could maliciously break into the village by jumping the fence and snatch one of the little people from its home in the middle of the night. It would be a full moon night to make it more mysterious.
i would claim to hear the screams and would come to the rescue. i would punch my friend in the face, and the little people would tie him to the ground. Then i would tell them to release him and let me take him to the cliff, where i would rid them of this devil for eternity.
Only then, could i be able to fulfill my childhood dream: to be a hero, just for one day.