Ok, this I guess is a mini-story and could possibly go in story excerpts for discussion, but I wrote it originally as a piece of history so I'm putting it here. 

 This is Un-edited, in fact I haven't even read it over twice. Please note that Shebaani is a working name, and Elves are a working name. I'm planning on using 'Creator God,' but I may end up using a different name.
The perfect age refers to a time before the fall when Elves and Dwarves lived together in harmony and sinlessness. Those where days when Sapramuh could talk and when the lion would lie down with the lamb. All the elves and dwarves were given their own gifts and would use these gifts for the joy of others. All was happy. 
Now all of the Elves and the Dwarves and Animals lived on a single continent, and there was only one command given by the creator God. It concerned a plant in the center of the garden that held the fate of the world. 'You shall not harvest this plant and eat of it.' And all the elves and dwarves knew of this and didn't have to think twice about it.
Near the end of the perfect age there was an elf by the name of Shebaani. One day, as Shebaani walked by the beautiful plant in the beautiful garden, and his eyes were drawn to it. The tempter, a rebel angel, went into him and caused his mind to wander and he longed to know of the secrets behind the plant. Finally, unable to contain himself, he pulled the plant up from the ground.
In that instant the Island was thrown apart in a violent earthquake. The elves and dwarves where spread out among the lands and the continents were formed. Many of the Elves were transformed to become mortal humans, but a small group recieved the blessing of the Creator God and retained their Elvish blood.
And the elf, Shebaani, fell into a deep chasm that opened up where the plant had been. In the hole, Shebaani looked up and saw a magnificent light, greater than that of the sun. Shebaani cried out and said, 'O God, O God, do not kill me!' The word 'kill' had never been known before and this was the first time it was used. The Creator God said, 'Merashath, your plea has been heard. For your treachery, you will forever be condemned to live in the body of this Elf. Shebaani, I will not kill you, you will live until the end of time, as a curse, bearing the shame of your people, only defeated by pure good.'
And behold, Shebaani and Merashath became one, and they began to grow and transform into a giant bat, with the talons of an eagle, and a hideous face. In that hour the earth turned dark, darker than night at high noon. And Merashath flew off in anger at the curse upon him and at God. He flew off to gather the weak and the shaken, the ones who would listen and believe the first lie.
Pretty awful, isn't it? Any suggestions?