One day, I was wandering about in the woods and there, I discovered a very small, young(looked to be about younger than 5) olive-colored male sprite, who's all miserable and lonely being trapped inside a jar, so I approached the jar and opened it, freeing the innocent little guy from his jar prison, then I comforted him with a kiss and a sweet treat(mint chocolate ice cream) and because of that, he agreed to come live with me and willingly helped me with chores in return for my help. The young sprite has no dialog and only can communicate the same way Tinkerbell does, with sounds, body language and facial expressions, but nonetheless, I befriended, mothered and nurtured him as I would any other child
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This is just what I need to hear after an afternoon spent with my oh-so-cynical FIL who scoffed at the fairy books at Findhorn!
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