Hmm- I diagnose extreme obsession. Well, according to the Hobbit the little fellas still exist. They're just good at hiding! If I ran into one on my travels I might start to agree...
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“Sylphs of the forest,” I whispered. “Spirits of oak, beech and ash. Dryads of Rowan and hazel, hear us. You who have guided and guarded our every footstep, you who have sheltered our growth, we honour you."
the Forbidden Link
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